The Faded Quadrant

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The rain had not stopped for three days. It drummed against the slate roof of the Holloway estate, a relentless, grey percussion that seemed to drown out the sound of the world outside. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of wet wool and old paper. Elias stood by the window, his hands clasped behind his back, watching the fog swallow the distant trees. He was a man of seventy, though he...

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