The Faded Portrait

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2026-08-20 06:25:35 -

The coat was wool. Heavy, dark, and threaded with a red that had not faded. It hung on the hook in the hallway of my childhood home, a place that should have been dust and decay, yet it remained vibrant. I stood before it, my hand hovering in the air, afraid to touch the fabric. The air in the room was still, thick with the scent of old paper and lavender. Outside, the rain tapped against the...

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