The Faded Frequency
The letter was found in the lining of a coat. It was not a secret. It was a record. The coat hung on a hook in the hallway. The house was old. The wood groaned underfoot. Marcus stood in the center of the room. He was a man who had served. He had walked through fire. He had walked through mud. He had walked through silence. Now he walked through the hallway. The hallway smelled of dust and...
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