The Sacred Fracture

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The studio was a sanctuary of shadows and linseed oil, tucked away in a damp alley of Victorian London. Adrian lived there, among the canvases and the ghosts. He was a man of fragile bones and a heart that beat with an irregular, skipping rhythm. He had spent his life in a state of chronic, searing pain—a genetic cruelty that made his very existence an act of endurance. Adrian did not seek a...

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