The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The dream was wet. It smelled of copper and damp wool. Thomas stood in a corridor that stretched into a gray, featureless void. The floor was slick. His boots slid. He wore the tunic. It was red. Once it had been crimson, bright as a wound. Now it was the color of dried blood, faded and brittle. He tried to lift his arm. The fabric tore. It came away in strips, hanging from his shoulders like...

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