The Faded Photograph

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2026-08-19 23:35:05 -

The rain had not ceased for three days, a persistent, grey weeping that turned the cobblestones of Harrowgate into slick, mirror-like sheets reflecting the dull, sodden sky, and as I stood behind the counter of the apothecary, watching the water bead and run down the glass of the display case, I felt a strange, hollow ache settle into the marrow of my left knee, a pain so familiar it had ceased...

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