The Faded River

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The Faded River

The first thing one noticed was the smell, a cloying, sweet rot that hung in the air like a veil of heavy silk. It was the scent of overripe pears and wet earth, a perfume of decay that clung to the wool of the coat and seeped into the pores. Elara stood at the edge of the barrow, her breath misting in the cold, early morning air, and watched the man below. He was digging. His shovel bit into...

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