The Faded Portrait

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The air in the valley of the Oubliette did not move so much as it waited, a thick, suspended breath of moss and iron that clung to the skin of Aldous Thorne like a second, heavier shirt, for he was a man who had spent his life measuring the world in inches of velvet and grams of gold, yet here, in the twilight of a kingdom that history had politely forgotten, he found himself measuring his own...

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