The Wistful Silence

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The fire started in the attic. It began with a spark, a trivial accident of age and dryness, but it grew with a hunger that surprised Elias. He stood at the bottom of the stairs, watching the smoke curl through the beams. The air grew thick. The silence was heavy, pressing against his eardrums. He did not move. He had built this house. He had laid the bricks. He had painted the walls. Now the...

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