The Faded Portrait

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2026-08-21 18:13:22 -

The hall was vast and humming with a heat that felt less like comfort and more like the accumulated breath of hundreds of men who had not slept properly in weeks, the air thick with the smell of damp wool, stale tobacco, and the sharp, metallic tang of fear that only the truly doomed can detect, and you stood there in your uniform, the buttons strained against your chest where your heart beat a...

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