The Faded Paradox
The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a suspended grey curtain that blurred the edge of the world and dissolved the distinction between the damp earth of the moor and the pale, trembling sky above, creating a landscape where the horizon was merely a suggestion rather than a fact, a place where the ancient stones of the chapel stood like the vertebrae of some buried leviathan,...
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