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Fra Codice

"Requiem of the Fallen"

In a once-unified empire, Alden Drystan, the conflicted prince of the Gaius family, grapples with the oppressive legacy of his lineage. As rebellion brews among the oppressed, Alden forms an unlikely alliance with Liora Ardent, a fierce leader of the resistance, to challenge the tyrannical rule of his family. Together, they seek fragments of an ancient Codex rumored to hold the key to both power and salvation. As the rebellion grows, Alden faces betrayals, shifting loyalties, and the heavy burden of leadership. He navigates the complexities of trust among allies, especially as Ilarian, a mysterious strategist, introduces manipulation and intrigue into their ranks. The rebel coalition endures fierce battles against Gaius loyalists, leading to victories and devastating losses that test their resolve. Amidst the chaos, the rebel leaders strive to build a new future for Verenthia, grappling with the moral implications of their choices. After a climactic confrontation against the remnants of the Gaius Empire, Alden emerges victorious but deeply aware of the sacrifices made along the way. In the aftermath, Alden, Liora, and Elysia, the Guardian of the Codices, work to establish a new council that represents all factions and ensures a voice for every citizen. A festival of unity celebrates their hard-won peace, marking the beginning of a new era. "Requiem of the Fallen" explores themes of legacy, sacrifice, and the struggle for identity in a fractured world. It captures the journey of characters who, bound by shared dreams, strive to reshape their destiny and build a brighter future amidst the shadows of their past.
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I wait," Mrs. Morel said to herself–"I wait, and what I wait for can never come." Then she straightened the kitchen, lit the lamp, mended the fire, looked out the washing for the next day, and put it to soak. After which she sat down to her sewing. Through the long hours her needle flashed regularly through the stuff. Occasionally she sighed, moving to relieve herself. And all the time she was thinking how to make the most of what she had, for the children's sakes. At half-past eleven her husband came. His cheeks were very red and very shiny above his black moustache. His head nodded slightly. He was pleased with himself. "Oh! Oh! waitin' for me, lass? I've bin 'elpin' Anthony, an' what's think he's gen me? Nowt b'r a lousy hae'fcrown, an' that's ivry penny–" "He thinks you've made the rest up in beer," she said shortly. "An' I 'aven't–that I 'aven't. You b'lieve me, I've 'ad very little this day, I have an' all." His voice went tender. "Here, an' I browt thee a bit o' brandysnap, an' a cocoanut for th' children." He laid the gingerbread and the cocoanut, a hairy object, on the table. "Nay, tha niver said thankyer for nowt i' thy life, did ter?" As a compromise, she picked up the cocoanut and shook it, to see if it had any milk. "It's a good 'un, you may back yer life o' that. I got it fra' Bill Hodgkisson. 'Bill,' I says, 'tha non wants them three nuts, does ter? Arena ter for gi'ein' me one for my bit of a lad an' wench?' 'I ham, Walter, my lad,' 'e says; 'ta'e which on 'em ter's a mind.' An' so I took one, an' thanked 'im. I didn't like ter shake it afore 'is eyes, but 'e says, 'Tha'd better ma'e sure it's a good un, Walt.' An' so, yer see, I knowed it was. He's a nice chap, is Bill Hodgkisson, 'e's a nice chap!"
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