The Faded Portrait

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2026-08-18 07:51:27 -

You wake before the sun has fully surrendered the horizon to the sky. The air in the chapel is thick, smelling of damp stone and the faint, metallic tang of old blood. You are not alone. Your wife, Elara, stands by the altar, her back to you. She is wearing the white dress from your wedding, the one you kept in a cedar chest that has long since rotted in the attic. The fabric is stained with...

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