The Faded Apartment

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2026-08-19 01:42:05 -

The fire did not start with a spark. It began with a silence, a heavy, suffocating quiet that pressed against the walls of the manor until the plaster cracked and wept soot. I stood in the center of the great hall, the air thick with the smell of burning oak and old blood, and watched the shadows lengthen toward the ceiling. My hands were bound. Not by rope, but by the weight of what I had...

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