The Faded Paradox
You wake to the sound of the rain lashing against the leaded glass of the study. It is a rhythmic, violent drumming that has become the backdrop to your life since the war took its toll on the world outside and then, inevitably, on the mind within. You are Dr. Arthur Vane, a scholar of obscure etymologies, a man who has retreated into the architecture of words because the architecture of...
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