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Chapter 10

Author: Sora Nyx
last update publish date: 2026-09-24 17:25:40
Sunny

A narrow compartment lay open under the desk, lined in dark velvet and no bigger than a shoebox.

Inside were a thick, scuffed leather journal and a stack of yellowed papers held by a rusted paperclip.

I carried them to the rug by the hearth, where the amber light was good, and laid them out.

The top sheet was a newspaper clipping, fifteen years old.

TRAGEDY AT STERLING MARITIME: PORT EXPLOSION CLAIMS THREE LIVES

The article reported an engine room detonation aboard the freighter Ste
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