The Faded Photograph

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Chapter One "You cannot keep the lens, boy. It is municipal property." The voice cut through the haze of the fever, sharp as the hiss of the lanterns that flickered against the grey October light outside the porthole. Anthi Karagiannis, twelve and burning, lay on the thin mattress of his berth, the metal frame cold against his spine. His lungs rattled, a dry, grinding sound that matched the...

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