The Faded Chronicle

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The dust in the attic of Millhaven Town Hall does not settle; it hangs in the slant of afternoon light like a suspended judgment, and I have spent the last twenty years breathing it in while cataloging the sins of men who are long dead. It is October, 1893, and I am forty years old, my fingers stained with the iron-gall ink of a history that no one in this town wishes to read, a history that...

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