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The Struggles

Author: Morayo's ink
last update publish date: 2026-03-21 23:48:13

I took the back stairs down toward the lower corridor where the storage room had been turned into a temporary archive space. Marcus had started using it when the main room got too crowded, he said he could think better around paper than noise. I suspected the truth was simpler. He was getting worse, and he did not want the rest of us seeing it every minute.

I found him there exactly where I expected.

The room smelled like dust, printer ink, and old cardboard. A single lamp threw weak yellow lig
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