The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The fire did not start with a spark, but with a sigh, a long, exhaled breath of gas that curled through the high vaulted ceiling of the Grand Conservatory at Blackwood Manor, turning the glass domes into a kaleidoscope of dying light. I stood in the center of the atrium, my hands trembling not from the heat, which was merely a warm draft at that moment, but from the sheer, crushing weight of...

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