The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The dust in the library did not settle; it hung in the air like a suspended judgment, a grey mist that swallowed the light from the high, narrow windows. Arthur Vane stood before the great oak desk, his hands resting on the surface, fingers tracing the grain of the wood. He was a man of few words, a scholar of the obscure, and for thirty years he had lived in the shadow of his father’s name....

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