The Distant Promise

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The ink on the ledger did not dry; it seemed to bleed, a slow, dark seepage that stained the very grain of the paper, mirroring the rot I had begun to suspect in the foundations of the Whitmore Industrial Trust. I sat alone in the archive room, a sub-basement of the main office building where the air hung heavy with the scent of decaying oak and old varnish, and I watched the stain spread. It...

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