The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The rain hammered against the slate roof of the manor like a thousand frantic fingers demanding entry, a relentless drumming that drowned out the sound of the heavy oak door being wrenched open with a groan of protest that seemed to rattle the very bones of the ancient house, and there stood Arthur Penhaligon, a clerk of middling stature and lesser ambition, his wet coat clinging to his frame...

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