The Faded River

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The Faded River

The dream began with the taste of rust on the tongue, a metallic tang that persisted even after waking. Leo sat up in the narrow bed of his apartment on the forty-second floor, the city below him a grid of cold, electric veins pulsing in the pre-dawn dark. He was seven years old in the dream, though he felt the weight of his thirty years in the arch of his back. In the dream, he was not in the...

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