The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The bell tolled at midnight. It was a low, hollow sound. The stone walls of the keep shook. Dust fell from the rafters. You stood in the shadow of the great oak tree. The tree was ancient. Its roots gripped the earth like fingers. You held a branch in your hand. The bark was rough. It felt warm. It felt alive. You were the Royal Inquisitor. Your name was Elias Thorne. You wore black. Your face...

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