The Final Play
The dawn broke over the settlement, cold and empty. I stood on the roof of the council building, my eyes scanning the horizon. The sky was gray, the clouds heavy. Somewhere out there, Horatius was gathering his forces. Somewhere out there, the next battle was taking shape. But I wasn't going to wait for him. I was going to find him. "Aldric." A voice came from behind me. I turned. It was a young woman named Lucia. She'd joined us a few weeks ago, a refugee from one of the Outland settlements. "The scouts are back. They've found Horatius's location." "Where?" "The old fortress. In the southern sector." "Then we go." "Alone?" "No." I looked at her, my eyes cold. "We go together. Everyone who's willing to fight." --- The meeting was called that morning. We gathered in the main hal
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