The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The house on Harrow Street did not decay so much as it exhaled, a slow, dusty sigh that seemed to originate from the very timber of its frame. Margaret Holloway stood in the center of the foyer, her hands resting on the banister of the grand staircase, feeling the wood beneath her fingers warm and alive, as if the structure itself were a sleeping beast stirring in its dreams. It was a peculiar...

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