The Faded Frequency

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The ink on the parchment had a distinct, heavy consistency, much like the dark molasses that clung to the bottom of the old copper kettles in the back of the shop, a substance that seemed to resist the flow of time as much as it resisted the movement of the nib. Thomas Bradshaw sat in his high-backed chair, the leather worn thin at the elbows where his arms had rested for decades, and he...

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