The Faded Apartment

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2026-08-19 09:34:57 -

The iron gate groans in your throat, a sound like a beast waking from a fevered dream. You stand in the center of the Great Hall, the floor cold and wet beneath your bare feet, the mist rising from the stone to lick at your shins. This is the Convent of Saint Jude, a place where the air tastes of incense and old blood, where the shadows have weight and the silence has teeth. You are Margaret...

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