The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The ink was still wet, a viscous, black weeping that stained the parchment of the confession with a darkness deeper than the night outside the stone walls of the inquisition chamber, and it was there, in the microscopic tremor of the quill tip against the vellum, that Elias Thorne realized his hand was no longer entirely his own, that the skeletal architecture of his fingers had been colonized...

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