The Faded Quadrant

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The house stood on the hill like a bruise that refused to fade, a squat, stone edifice with windows that glared white and empty against the grey November sky. It had been there for centuries, perhaps since before the memory of men, and it would remain long after the last foot had trod the mud of the valley floor. It was a place of permanence, a fixed point in a world that was otherwise...

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