The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The porcelain cup sat on the table, white and unbroken, catching the pale morning light that filtered through the high, arched windows of the Grand Hall. Elias Thorne adjusted his spectacles, his fingers trembling slightly as he reached for the handle. It was a simple gesture, yet it felt heavy, laden with a weight that had nothing to do with the ceramic and everything to do with the silence...

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