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... the last of autumn cast its vibrant hues of yellow and red over the landscape, the area around the Capital bore the scars of war rather than the beauty of the season. The battle for the Imperium's survival had raged relentlessly, and an end was nowhere in sight. The front lines shifted almost daily, marked by the changing control of towns and villages in a grim dance of war.
For the defenders, their castles and walled cities offered some protection, yet they were far from sanctuaries. Cl ...
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