The Faded Portrait

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The fog in the valley does not roll; it breathes, a slow, tidal expansion of grey that swallows the iron rails of the line and erases the horizon until the world is nothing but the smell of wet ash and the distant, rhythmic thrum of the looms in the mill above. You are walking, or perhaps you are being carried by the momentum of a dream you cannot shake, your boots heavy with the mud of a place...

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