The Faded Portrait

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The ink was dry, but the weight of it was still there, pressing into the skin of the page like a bruise that refused to fade. Elias Thorne traced the letters of the commander’s final entry with a finger that trembled only slightly, a vibration he had learned to mistake for cold. Three years. That was how long he had sat in this windowless room, the air thick with the smell of old paper and the...

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