The Faded River

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The Faded River

The bell tolled at dawn. It shook the dust from the rafters. Maren stood by the window. The glass was cold. Her breath fogged it. She wiped the circle away. Outside, the snow lay thick. It buried the garden. It buried the path. It buried the world. She was a prisoner of her own mind. That was the only truth left. The cell was the castle. The guard was her guilt. She remembered the day the fever...

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