The Faded Portrait
The storm did not break the dam; it revealed that the dam had never been built at all, a realization that struck Elias Thorne with the physical force of a blow to the sternum, forcing the air from his lungs in a sharp, involuntary hiss as the mud from the foundation began to liquefy around his boots. He stood in the center of the square in Oakhaven, a town that existed in a perpetual state of...
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