The Faded Chronicle

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2026-08-19 17:56:19 -

The rain had not stopped for three days, a persistent, gray curtain that blurred the boundary between the station platform and the tracks beyond, turning the world into a watercolor sketch left out in the wind. Margaret stood by the window of the waiting room, her fingers tracing the condensation on the glass, watching her own reflection ghost behind the droplets. She was thirty-four, though...

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