The Faded Apartment

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The rain did not fall so much as it descended, a dense, grey curtain that blurred the boundaries between the stone of the tower and the sky, erasing the world beyond the windowpane until there was nothing left but the rhythmic, relentless drumming against the glass and the smell of wet mortar and old blood. Professor Elias Thorne stood at the edge of the circular chamber, his hand resting on...

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