The Faded River

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The Faded River

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a suspended gray mist that clung to the eaves of the house and the damp wool of the coat worn by young Elias, who walked through the corridor with the heavy, deliberate gait of a man carrying a burden that had grown so fused to his spine that he could no longer distinguish where his own body ended and the weight of the world began. He was...

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