The Faded Frequency

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The candle sputters, throwing long, trembling shadows against the stone walls of the scriptorium. You sit at the heavy oak desk, the ink still wet on the parchment, your hand steady despite the cold that seeps through the floorboards. You are Elias Thorne, warden of Blackwood Priory, and you have spent thirty years in this grey silence. You want only to secure your pension, a final dignity...

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