The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

I woke with the taste of iron and dried loam in my mouth, a metallic tang that clung to the back of my throat like a secret too heavy to swallow, and for a long, suspended moment I could not distinguish the trembling of my own hands from the subtle, rhythmic vibration of the floorboards beneath me, a tremor that seemed to rise from the very foundation of the house, a deep, subterranean pulse...

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