The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The soup was cold. It sat in the tin bowl, a grey sludge of turnip and bone, trembling slightly as if the earth itself had shifted beneath the table. Thomas watched the steam die. It did not rise in spirals anymore. It vanished into the damp air of the dormitory, swallowed by the dark. He was nine years old. His fingers were raw. The skin on his knuckles had split, weeping clear fluid that...

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