The Faded Portrait

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2026-08-18 21:08:45 -

The rain had not ceased for seven days, a relentless, gray curtain that turned the cobblestones of Blackwood Hollow into a slick, treacherous mirror of the bruised sky above, and I stood at the center of the drawing room, holding a ledger that felt heavier than lead, its leather cover damp with the condensation of a house that had been breathing too long without being seen. I am an investigator...

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