The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The dream began not with a sound but with the weight of ink, a viscous, black gravity that pooled in the hollows of Arthur Pendelton’s sleeping mind, where he lay on the damp stone floor of the cellar beneath the ancestral manor of the Whitmore estate, listening to the rhythmic, hydraulic thud of the great printing press that had once been the heartbeat of the town of Oakhaven but now served...

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