The Faded Portrait

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The ink cost three shillings a vial, and you had used two. You counted the hours by the way the light slanted through the high, narrow window of the tower, a beam that turned the dust into a slow, grey snow. Your left hand moved before your right. It scratched a line on the parchment, a jagged tear in the map of the valley, while your mind remained fixed on the geometry of the ridge. You pulled...

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