The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The ledger lay open on the desk, its spine cracked like a dry riverbed. Elias traced the faded ink with a finger that felt too large for the page, the paper rough under his touch. He was twelve, a junior archivist at St. Jude’s Orphanage, and the only one who knew how to read the marginalia. The Headmaster stood in the doorway, his shadow falling across the floorboards like a heavy hand. "You...

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