The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The house breathes. That is the only way you can describe it, sitting in the center of the living room with your back against the cold plaster of the wall. It expands and contracts, a slow, geological rhythm that you have spent three years learning to match. The dust motes dance in the shafts of afternoon light, indifferent to the weight of your silence. You are Margaret. You are the...

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