The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The cellar was a box of silence, smelling of damp earth and the stale sweat of the family’s labor. Thomas sat on a overturned crate, his knees drawn up to his chest, the concrete floor cold against his thin trousers. Above him, the single bulb flickered, casting long, trembling shadows that danced like restless spirits against the brick walls. There was no one else in this space. The house...

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