The Faded Apartment
The bell rang at the hour when the shadows in the great hall of the Abbey had stretched so long that they seemed to swallow the floorboards whole, and I stood there, my hands trembling not from the cold but from the sheer, crushing weight of the silence that had followed the Master’s final, breathless word, a word that had severed the thread connecting me to the only thing in this world that...
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