The Faded River

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The Faded River

You sit in the dark. The city hums. It is a low, electric thrum. It vibrates in your teeth. You feel it in the bone of your skull. The room is cold. The air is still. Dust motes drift. They hang like suspended stars. They are invisible until the light catches them. You are alone. The silence is heavy. It presses against your eardrums. You hold the object. It is small. It is warm. It pulses with...

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