The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The pencil snapped under Elias’s thumb, leaving a jagged splinter of graphite embedded in the index card. He did not flinch. The sound was sharp, a dry crack that cut through the low, humming vibration of the library floor. He pulled the shard free, his fingers slick with sweat and the fine dust of decaying paper. The card in front of him was blank. It had not been blank a minute ago. It had...

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