The Faded Portrait

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The door slammed behind you. It was not a sound of anger. It was the sound of a finality so heavy it cracked the air. You stood in the corridor of the Grand Hall, the vaulted ceiling disappearing into a gloom that felt alive, breathing against the stone. You were the last one left. The others had gone. Your friend, Elias, had gone. You turned to the man standing before you. He was small....

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