The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The rain had not stopped for three days. It drummed against the windowpane of my study, a persistent, hollow rhythm that seemed to mimic the beating of my own heart. I sat in the chair by the fire, the leather creaking under my weight, and held the object in my hands. It was a small, brass astrolabe, tarnished by time and the oils of my fingers. To anyone else, it was merely a piece of antique...

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