The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The iron was cold in your hands, heavier than it looked in the daylight, a slab of forged steel that tasted of rust and old blood on your tongue even though you had not touched it in days, and you stood in the center of the hall where the torches hissed and spat, casting long, trembling shadows that seemed to reach for you like the grasping fingers of the dead, while the silence of the estate...

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