The Faded Portrait

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The name was called out in the sterile hiss of the ventilation system, a flat, automated summons that echoed off the white tiles. Elias Thorne stood at the center of the gilded atrium of his late father’s estate, the heavy velvet curtains drawn tight against the gray afternoon. In his hand, he held a vial of Mnemosyne, a fungal extract that glowed with a faint, pulsing blue light. The liquid...

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