The Faded Chronicle

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"Did you sign it?" The question hung in the air, sharp and brittle. It was a small sound, barely a whisper, but it cut through the hum of the factory floor. Arthur stood by the window. The glass was grimy, streaked with soot from the chimneys that lined the river. Outside, the mist clung to the water, thick and grey. Inside, the air tasted of iron and sweat. He held the paper in his hand. It...

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