The Distant Blade
The house did not fall all at once, but it began to unravel in a way that felt less like a collapse and more like a long, slow exhale of breath from the lungs of the earth itself. I remember the sound first, a low groan that seemed to rise from the foundations beneath the floorboards, a vibration that traveled up through the soles of my boots and settled in the marrow of my shins, a physical...
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