The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

Act I The smell of damp slate and old tobacco hung in the signal tower, a scent that clung to the back of the throat like a bad penny. Idris binte Kassim stood at the window, her hand resting on the cold iron frame, watching the mist roll off the glacier foreland below. It was November, yet the air held a warm, unsettling spell that made the shophouses in Penang seem to sweat. She had been...

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