The Faded Portrait

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The glass did not shatter; it sighed. Elias Vane woke with the sound of that deep, resonant exhale still vibrating in his teeth, the phantom weight of the collapsing cathedral pressing against his eyelids. It was November in 1893, and the air in his small Chicago apartment was thick with the scent of coal smoke and damp wool, a sharp contrast to the crystalline clarity of the dream. He was...

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