The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The silence in the house was not empty; it was heavy, a physical weight that pressed against the eardrums like deep water. Elias Thorne stood in the center of the foyer, his boots still caked with the gray mud of the perimeter wall, staring at the object that lay on the Persian rug. It was a coat, once of deep burgundy wool, now frayed and stained with the black soot of the city’s burning...

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