The Faded Portrait

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2026-08-17 19:18:23 -

The rain had not stopped for three days, a relentless, gray curtain that turned the cobblestones of Harrowgate into a slick, reflective mirror of the bruised sky. I stood at the window of the university library, my hand pressed against the cold glass, watching the water slide down in long, shivering threads. Outside, the town was asleep, or perhaps it was merely holding its breath, waiting for...

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