The Faded Portrait

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2026-08-18 23:00:47 -

The portrait is gone, and because it was the only honest thing I carried for nineteen years, you will have to take my word for what follows. It was a miniature painted on ivory, the size of a man's palm, and it lived in a pocket sewn into the lining of my greatcoat, over the left breast, where a heart is supposed to sit. The artist was a travelling man who took his wage in bread and a bed, and...

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