The Distant Nightmare

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"The roots have breached the foundation again," said Elias, his voice low and rough, like gravel shifting in a dry streambed. He stood at the threshold of the old farmhouse, his hands still dirty with the dark, loamy earth of the yard. I looked at him, then past him, into the dim interior where the dust motes danced in the slanting afternoon light. I did not answer immediately. I was looking at...

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