The Faded Photograph

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2026-08-20 10:49:52 -

The rain had not ceased for three days, a relentless, gray weeping that turned the cobblestones of the Citadel into slick, dark mirrors, reflecting the jagged, thundering sky above, and I sat alone in the uppermost chamber of the West Wing, the damp cold seeping through the stone floor and into my bones, a chill that had nothing to do with the weather and everything to do with the hollow,...

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