The Faded Portrait

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2026-08-20 06:44:30 -

The letter sits on your desk. It is yellowed at the edges, brittle as a dried leaf. You have not touched it in three days. The ink is faded. It reads only one word. *Remember*. You are the Captain. Your hands are steady. Your sword is sharp. But the word burns. It is a coal in the paper. You look at the room. The walls are high. The air smells of dust and old wax. This is the Hall. You are here...

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