The Faded Photograph

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The ink is dry. You know this. You have felt the viscosity of the black fluid seeping into the fibers of the parchment. It is not paint. It is not water. It is a chemical bond. A permanent mark. You sit at the desk. The wood is oak. Old. Heavy. The grain runs deep under your fingertips. Outside, the rain hits the glass. A rhythmic tapping. A code you do not know. The house is silent. Too...

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