The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The seal was a square of black wax. It sat in the center of the parchment, heavy and cold. I pressed my thumb against it. The wax crumbled. It was not a failure of the seal. It was a failure of time. The institution had stood for three centuries. We were its guardians. We were its soldiers. And now, the ink was fading. I am Elias. I am the last of the Wardens. The others have left. They walked...

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