The Faded Portrait

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The dream was not a sequence of events but a texture, a viscous and humming dark that tasted of copper and old blood, and within this suspended void, Elias Thorne did not so much exist as he was dissolved, his body a permeable membrane through which the ambient pressure of the unseen world could seep, pressing against the inside of his ribs until the very marrow of his bones hummed with a...

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