The Faded River

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The Faded River

The rain did not stop. It tapped against the glass of the study window, a relentless, rhythmic code that David had once tried to decipher in his lectures on semiotics. Now, it was just noise. Just water. David sat at the desk, the wood cool and scarred beneath his hands. He was a man of words, of precise definitions and rigid structures. He had built his life on the architecture of the...

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