The Faded Apartment
The fire that consumed the Great Hall of the University of St. Jude’s did not begin with a spark, but with a silence so profound it seemed to suck the air from the lungs of every scholar present, leaving us gasping in a vacuum of sudden, terrifying void. I stood there, my hands trembling not from the heat, which had not yet breached the oak doors, but from the sheer, crushing weight of the...
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