The Faded River

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The Faded River

The house stood on the ridge, a skeletal thing of stone and silence. Mara sat in the high chair. Her hands rested on her lap. They were still. The clock ticked. It was a mechanical sound. It cut the air. Outside, the fog rolled in from the valley. It swallowed the fields. It swallowed the trees. It swallowed the world. Mara did not blink. She watched the dust motes dance in the beam of light....

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