The Faded Portrait

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The fire had burned down to a bed of white ash by the time the last of the guests had stumbled into the cold night air. We sat in the silence of the great hall, just the three of us, the air thick with the smell of roasted meat and the damp, woolen scent of the coats hanging by the door. Elias was at the head of the table, his hands wrapped around a cup of cold tea, his knuckles white. He...

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