The Faded Apartment
I woke to the sound of the radiator clanking, a metallic shriek that seemed to vibrate through the floorboards and into the marrow of my bones, a harsh, industrial counterpoint to the dream I had been trapped in, a dream where my lungs had been filled not with air but with thick, viscous sap that was slowly hardening into wood, turning my ribs into branches and my veins into the dark, intricate...
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