The Faded Portrait

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2026-08-22 08:29:07 -

The ink was wet on the magistrate’s letter when I found it, a stark black blot against the yellowed paper. It sat on the kitchen table, next to a cup of tea that had gone cold hours ago, and the words were simple enough to break a man’s heart: *You are summoned to appear before the court of inquiry at nine o’clock tomorrow morning to answer for dereliction of duty.* I am forty-two years old, a...

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