The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The rain fell like a curse on the cobblestones. It was a thick, grey drizzle that soaked into the wool of my coat and chilled the marrow of my bones. I had come to the city of Oakhaven for work. I came to find my brother. I came to burn what was left of him. The air smelled of wet ash and old blood. It was the scent of a place that had forgotten how to forget. I walked through the narrow...

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