The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The wind that swept across the highlands of the Isle of Eilean did not merely blow; it eroded, slowly grinding the sharp edges of stone into powder and the bright hues of living memory into a dull, grey slate, a process that had been underway since the first breath of the world and would continue long after the last star had burned out in the void. It was in this timeless, grinding silence that...

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