The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The ink was still wet on the ledger, a dark, glistening wound in the center of the oak desk, when I realized that the handwriting was mine, yet the letters were not. They slanted backward, defying the gravity of the page, curling into shapes that looked less like words and more like the frantic, spiraling thoughts of a mind losing its grip on sanity. I was sitting in the Office of the High...

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