The Faded Apartment

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The quill tip was already dry, a stiff black hook that caught on the parchment with a sound like a fingernail scraping bone. Elias wiped it on the rag, the motion sharp and urgent, knowing that the Master’s footsteps were already on the stairs, a heavy, rhythmic thud that seemed to vibrate up through the floorboards and into his own shins. He was sixteen, and his hands, usually steady enough to...

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