The Faded Portrait

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2026-08-21 11:25:05 -

The roof collapsed. It did not fall with a roar. It fell with a sigh. A long, dry exhalation of timber and dust. I stood in the center of the hall. My father was gone. The beams were gone. The house was gone. Only the foundation remained. I am Thomas. I am the son. I am the keeper of the silence. The fire was not a fire. It was an audit. It was a judgment. It was the law arriving in the night,...

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