The Faded Chronicle

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2026-08-19 09:02:33 -

The rain had not stopped for three days. It fell in sheets, gray and cold, erasing the lines of the city. I stood by the window. The glass was cold to the touch. My reflection stared back. It was an old man. Not the man I had been. The man I was becoming. Margaret was gone. Or she was here. It was hard to tell. She sat in the chair by the fire. The fire was out. The coals were ash. She did not...

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