The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

"You have missed the point entirely, Julian." The voice was cold. It cut through the thick, humid air of the study. Julian did not look up. He stared at the manuscript. The ink was wet. It bled into the paper. The words were not words. They were scars. "Point," the woman repeated. She leaned against the doorframe. Her dress was grey. It was the colour of ash. "The Ministry does not care about...

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