The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The hand was a map of his failures. It lay on the table. Pale. Boned. The knuckles were swollen. The skin was thin as paper. Edward looked at it. He did not blink. The candle flickered. The flame was low. It cast long shadows. The shadows touched the floor. They touched the wall. They touched his face. Edward was a man of letters. He had spent his life in ink. His fingers were stained blue. His...

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