The Faded Quadrant

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2026-08-17 18:40:56 -

The rain had not stopped for three days. It drummed against the glass of the study, a relentless, hollow rhythm that matched the beating of my heart. I stood before the window, watching the gray water run down the pane in thin, weeping lines. Outside, the garden was a blurred smear of green and mud. Inside, the air was still and cold, smelling of old paper and damp wool. I had come home to...

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