The Faded Frequency

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You have always worn the coat. It is a heavy thing, dark wool that smells of cedar and old smoke, a garment that has outlived its owner’s youth and perhaps his sanity. To you, it is not merely clothing; it is a skin, a shield, a silence that holds the shape of the man you used to be. You stand now in the center of the great hall of Ashworth Manor, the air thick with the dust of centuries and...

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