The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The rain did not fall so much as it hung, a gray curtain woven from the breath of the city itself, turning the cobblestones of the Old Quarter into slick mirrors that reflected nothing but the low, bruised sky. Thomas Ashworth, no older than twelve, clutched a rusted iron key in his fist until the metal bit into his palm, a sharp, bright pain that anchored him to the earth while the world...

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