The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The letter was thin, the paper brittle as a winter leaf, and the ink had faded to a pale, bruised grey. I held it up to the gaslight in the train compartment, my fingers trembling not from the cold, but from the three days I had spent reading the same four lines over and over. Elara had written that the fog in Oakhaven was not merely weather, but a living thing that ate the past. I had...

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