The Faded Photograph
The water came in through the cracks in the foundation, a slow, sickly tide that turned the drywall into a paste of gray rot and lifted the floorboards until they groaned under the weight of the rain that had been falling for three days straight, a relentless drumming that drowned out the sound of the world outside and left only the wet, heavy silence of the house itself which seemed to be...
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