The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The air tastes of rust and old blood. You know it. You have always known it. The cellar is not a room. It is a mouth. And you are the tongue. You lick the stone. It is cold. It is wet. It is alive. Margaret stands at the top of the stairs. She does not look down. She looks at the door. The door is shut. It has been shut for forty years. You hear her breathing. It is fast. It is shallow. She is...

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