The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The ink was not merely a pigment to be applied, but a living, breathing thing that demanded to be understood in its chemical specificity, a substance that possessed a memory of its own, distinct from the paper upon which it rested, and I sat in the center of the vast, dust-mote-filled study of our ancestral home, feeling the weight of that memory pressing against the backs of my eyes, a...

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