The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The chisel in Elara Vance’s hand weighed four ounces, a precise and heavy thing that she had carried on the train from the city, its steel handle worn smooth by the grip of her late husband’s palm twenty years prior. She stood now in the center of the Oakhaven municipal library’s east wing, the air thick with the smell of wet plaster and the metallic tang of old dust, her eyes straining against...

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