The Faded River

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The Faded River

The rain had been falling for three days, a steady, gray curtain that turned the cobblestones of the Old Quarter into slick mirrors of the world above. I stood behind the counter of my shop, the air thick with the smell of wet wool and the sharp, metallic tang of copper shavings. My hands, stained permanently with indigo and charcoal, rested on a half-finished coat. The fabric was heavy, a...

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