The Faded Apartment

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2026-08-17 11:20:45 -

The rain against the leaded windows of the High Tower did not sound like water, but like the scratching of ten thousand tiny nails against the skin of the earth, a persistent, rhythmic abrasion that had worn the stone of the corridor thin as parchment. Elias stood in the center of the room, his back to the heavy oak door, his hands clasped behind him with a tightness that turned his knuckles...

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