The Faded Chronicle

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The rain hit the cobblestones with a sound like static. It was a low, persistent hiss that filled the square, erasing the sharp edges of the night. I stood under the awning of the closed apothecary, watching the water pool around the base of the statue. The stone weeper’s face was smooth, worn down by centuries of touch, but its eyes remained hollow. Empty. Just like the archive. "Are you still...

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