The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The rain had not stopped for three days, and it drummed against the high, arched windows of the Ministry of Cultural Heritage with a persistent, rhythmic thud that seemed to originate not from the sky above, but from the deep, damp roots of the earth itself, as if the building were a living thing slowly drowning in its own stone bones while you stood in the center of the Grand Hall, your hands...

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