The Faded Portrait

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The hammer struck the glass, and the sound was not a crash but a shattering of time itself, a jagged tear in the fabric of the silent workshop. Silas Vane stood amidst the glittering debris, his hand still raised, the heavy wooden mallet trembling in his grip. The object that had occupied the center of the workbench for three centuries, the Great Lens of Aethelgard, lay in ruins. It had been...

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