The Faded Frontier

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The house was breathing. That was the only way Elias could describe the slow, rhythmic expansion of the walls, the way the floorboards creaked in time with a pulse he could feel in his own teeth. He stood in the hallway, his suitcase abandoned by the door, watching the dust motes dance in the grey light that filtered through the tall, arched windows. It was a contemporary home, all clean lines...

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