The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The pen scratched against the ledger, a dry, rasping sound that cut through the silence of the archive. Elara Vane sat hunched over the oak desk, her fingers stained with the iron-gall ink of a century past. She was thirty years old, a junior clerk in the Department of Public Records, and she had been sitting in that chair for three hours without moving. The room was a sealed box of dust and...

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