The day was Ruined. Utterly, irrevocably ruined. Even as he led his household in full obeisance on the muddy courtyard of his own home, Damaion of Adenapolis, the long-standing magistrate of Caedis, struggled to comprehend the sudden and vicious turn the day had taken. The wind changes, came the first line of an ancient poem, […]
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