The Faded Frequency

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The wool shawl had once been the color of deep arterial blood, a hue that seemed to pulse with a life of its own when Margery first draped it over her shoulders in the dim light of her mother’s parlor. Now, years later, the red had bled out of the fibers, leaving behind a pale, sickly pink that looked less like a garment and more like a bruise that refused to heal. It was a heavy thing, woven...

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