The Faded Portrait

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Remy Descamps, forty-two of the Salt Gate, stood before the canvas with the cold creeping up his wrists, a numbness that felt less like illness and more like the slow withdrawal of blood from a vein. The vault was silent, save for the low, resonant hum of the climate control system, a sound that vibrated in the teeth and settled in the gut like the memory of a debt unpaid. He had three months...

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