The Faded Frequency

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2026-08-22 16:51:20 -

The rain has not ceased for three days, turning the cobblestones of the King’s Hall into a slick, treacherous mirror that reflects the grey sky with a fidelity that feels almost accusatory. I write this by the guttering light of a tallow candle, my hand steady only because the shaking in my limbs has begun to feel like a rhythm I have learned to live with, a mechanical vibration of the nerves...

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