The Faded River
The rain stopped. It just stopped. No thunder. No wind. Just a sudden, heavy silence that pressed against the windows of the old house. Elias stood by the window. He looked out. The field was gray. The water stood still. It did not move. "Did you hear that?" The voice came from the door. It was soft. It was tired. Elias turned. He did not move. He looked at the woman. She stood in the frame....
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