The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The rain had been falling for three days, a persistent, grey curtain that blurred the edges of the world outside the window of my study. I sat in the high-backed chair, the leather creaking under the weight of my stillness, and watched the water bead and slide down the glass, each droplet carrying a reflection of the streetlamp’s dim, amber glow. It was a quiet sort of violence, the rain,...

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