The Faded Chronicle

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2026-08-20 12:12:52 -

The rain had been falling on the slate roof of the Chancellery for three days, a relentless, cold percussion that turned the air inside the heavy oak doors into a thick, grey soup of damp wool and stale cigar smoke, and I sat there in the corner, my hands wrapped around a mug of tea that had gone cold an hour ago, watching the way the water pooled on the polished floorboards near the radiator,...

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