The Faded Frontier

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2026-08-17 17:46:04 -

The rain hit the slate. It fell in sheets. Gray. Cold. It washed the soot from the windows of the Blackwood Manor. Arthur stood in the hallway. He held his hat. The wool was damp. He looked at the clock. It ticked. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. The sound was loud. It filled the room. It filled his head. He was here to find the truth. Or so he thought. He was a man of facts. Of evidence. He wore a...

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