The Faded Apartment

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2026-08-19 08:00:17 -

The rain did not fall so much as it hung, a grey curtain drawn tight against the windowpanes of the manor, blurring the garden into a smear of wet earth and broken stone. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of damp wool and old varnish, a perfume of stagnation that clung to the throat. Marguerite stood by the hearth, her hands wrapped around a cup of tea that had long since gone cold,...

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