The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The roof gives way. Not slowly. All at once. A crack runs through the plaster. Dust falls like snow. You are standing in the center of the room. Your hands are empty. The house is breaking. You are Eleanor. You are the house. The beams groan. The floor tilts. You feel the tilt in your spine. You do not run. You have never run. Running is for those who believe the world can be left behind. You...

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