The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The fog lay heavy on the cobblestones of Elden’s Hollow. It was a gray, breathing thing. It clung to the stone walls. It tasted of iron and old rain. Thomas sat in his cell. The walls were damp. The air was still. He wore a gray tunic. It was rough against his skin. He waited. He had been here for a year. The Magistrate had sent him. Thomas was a clerk. He kept the ledgers. He counted the...

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