The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The rain had been falling for three days, a persistent, grey curtain that turned the world outside the window of my father’s study into a blurred, indistinguishable smear of mud and wet leaves, while inside, the air hung heavy with the scent of old paper and the metallic tang of the fountain pen he held, a pen that had not touched ink in a week but which he clutched with the white-knuckled...

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