The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

I woke with the taste of ash in my mouth. It was thick. It was cold. The dream had been of the well. I remembered the water. I remembered the stones. I sat up in the dark. The room was small. The air was still. My sister, Elise, was already awake. She sat by the window. Her back was to me. She was staring at the gray sky. "Do not speak," she said. Her voice was low. It was a command. I did not...

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