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The City That Buried Its King
by Aldous R. Crew
A king was buried nineteen times. The city never stopped to notice.At the mouth of the River Selen, on a stretch of coastline that no longer quite exists in the form it once did, there stood a city called Arkenfall. For centuries it controlled the only safe passage through this part of the Inner Sea. Every merchant ship paid the fee. Every trading house knew the name. The city was, in its own understanding, permanent.But inside its administrative archive, buried between tax records and harbor assessments, there is a problem no historian has fully resolved. Nineteen separate burial orders. Each one formally witnessed. Each one bearing the seals of priests and civic officials. Each one recording the death of a king named Adrastus. And after each one, without explanation, the city simply continued. No succession. No crisis. No gap in the records. The harbor logs kept running. The fees kept being collected. Adrastus, whoever or whatever that name designated, apparently kep
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A king was buried nineteen times. The city never stopped to notice.At the mouth of the River Selen, on a stretch of coastline that no longer quite exists in the form it once did, there stood a city called Arkenfall. For centuries it controlled the only safe passage through this part of the Inner Sea. Every merchant ship paid the fee. Every trading house knew the name. The city was, in its own understanding, permanent.But inside its administrative archive, buried between tax records and harbor assessments, there is a problem no historian has fully resolved. Nineteen separate burial orders. Each one formally witnessed. Each one bearing the seals of priests and civic officials. Each one recording the death of a king named Adrastus. And after each one, without explanation, the city simply continued. No succession. No crisis. No gap in the records. The harbor logs kept running. The fees kept being collected. Adrastus, whoever or whatever that name designated, apparently kep
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