The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The air in the Grand Foyer of the Kensington Estate did not smell of dust, as one might expect of a place abandoned by the living for forty years. It smelled of ozone and wet stone, a metallic tang that clung to the back of Elias Thorne’s throat. He stood alone in the center of the room, his shadow stretched long and thin against the cracked marble floor by the light of a single, flickering...

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