The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The spoon scraped against the ceramic. A thin, metallic shriek cut through the silence of the kitchen. Thomas stood over the pot. His hand trembled. The broth was cold. It had been cold for three days. He stirred it again. The motion was ritualistic. Meaningless. Outside, the rain hammered against the windowpane. It sounded like fingers tapping in impatience. Like accusations. He was an old man...

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