The Deaf Signal
ACT I: THE RISING The mill had been dead for three years before Cale arrived. It stood on the edge of a creek that had forgotten its own name, a stone structure with a roof that sagged like a broken spine and windows that were either shattered or boarded up with wood that had greyed to the color of old bones. The water wheel was gone, carried away in a flood that nobody remembered the date of....
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