The Faded Portrait

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Chapter One Duarte Machado pressed the ink-stained quill against the vellum, his hand trembling not from fear but from the sheer, grinding effort of holding the line steady while the Chief Archivist, a man named Ferreira, leaned over his shoulder. The scriptorium smelled of damp wool and the sharp, metallic tang of iron gall ink, a scent that had begun to feel like the inside of a tomb....

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