The Faded Portrait

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2026-08-18 19:45:26 -

The iron key sat in Aldric’s palm, cold as a river stone. It was small, unadorned, and heavy with the weight of a decade’s silence. Outside the window of his study, the rain lashed against the ancient glass of Whitmore Hall, blurring the grey moors into a watercolor of sorrow. Aldric did not look at the rain. He looked at the key. He had spent years seeking it, not through the market or the...

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