The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The frost had crept into the marrow of the ancient oaks surrounding the manor, a silence so thick it felt less like air and more like a physical weight pressing against the windows of the great hall where I sat, my hands resting on the cold stone table, watching the candle flame tremble in a draft that did not exist. I am writing this by the light of a single tallow dip, the wax pooling in a...

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