The Faded Portrait

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The rain does not wash the guilt away. It only makes the mud heavier. You stand at the edge of the valley, where the mist clings to the roots of the ancient oaks. The air tastes of iron and wet stone. You are a scholar. You know the weight of words. You know how they break. The town below is silent. It is a place of stone and shadow. The bells have stopped. They always stop when the truth is...

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