The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The ink in the Ministry of Textual Integrity is red because it is fresh. I sit in my cramped office, the one on the fourth floor of the polder settlement, holding the seal of my late wife, Saskia. It is a small brass disc, tarnished by salt air and neglect, but the name engraved on it is clear. I am thirty-two years old, and I have not slept in three days. I need to forge a new seal, a perfect...

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