The Faded Portrait
The memo in your hand feels less like paper and more like a wound, thin and red-edged, as you stand before the mahogany desk of Director Halloway. You have spent three weeks compiling the structural integrity reports for the Old Hall, citing the load-bearing capacity of the oak beams and the specific chemical degradation of the limestone facade, yet the air in his office is cold, smelling of...
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