The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

I woke with the taste of copper in my mouth. It was a sharp, metallic tang that clung to the back of my throat. I lay still in the dark. The house was silent. But it was a heavy silence. The kind that presses against your eardrums. I could feel the weight of the night. It was thick. It was cold. I did not move. I waited for my heart to slow. It did not slow. It beat hard. It beat fast. It beat...

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