The Faded Quadrant

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The rain hit the window. It was a thin, cold sheet. Elias stood in the center of the room. He did not move. He looked at the mirror. The face in the glass was old. The face was not his. It was a stranger. The stranger had grey hair. The stranger had deep lines. The lines were maps of pain. Elias looked away. He looked at the wall. There was a mark on the wall. It was a symbol. It was a cross....

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