The Faded Portrait

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The invoice lay on the workbench, the ink still wet, listing the cost of the lead came and the specific, high-grade solder required for the repair. Elias Thorne stared at the figure, a sum that would eat into his winter savings, then signed the bottom in a steady hand, the scratch of the nib sounding too loud in the silent workshop. He was forty years old, a master glazier whose hands were...

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