The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

Act I Louis Descamps arrived at the monastery gates with the stench of rotting iron and wet wool clinging to his coat, a smell that seemed to seep into the very fabric of his skin before his eyes even registered the cracked stone walls that rose like broken teeth against the grey sky. He was thirty-two, a physician who had learned to cut away death with a steady hand, but here, in this remote...

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