The Faded Portrait

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The invoice lay on the mahogany desk, its edges curling slightly in the dry air, itemizing three days of labor at a rate that had not been adjusted since the last century. Elias Thorne read the figures, his eyes sliding over the line for "Restoration of Historical Artifacts," and felt the familiar, cold weight of the debt settle in his chest. He was fifty-four years old, and his contract with...

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