The Faded River

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The Faded River

The steam presses against the glass of your window, a thick, opaque fog that smells of sulfur and wet coal, blurring the iron spires of the city into gray, jagged teeth that bite at the sky. You are standing in the kitchen of a house that no longer exists in the world you left, yet it exists here, in this place where the air is heavy with the weight of unspoken grief and the ticking of clocks...

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