The Faded Photograph

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The ink on your skin began to peel away on the morning of the solstice, a slow, agonizing shedding of the black soot that had defined your identity for thirty years. You stood before the cracked mirror in the back of the apothecary, watching a flake of the pigment detach from your forearm, curling into a tight, dry scroll that drifted to the dusty floorboards. For as long as the village of...

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