The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The fire started in the attic. You remember the smell. It was not the clean, chemical scent of kerosene, but the thick, sweet rot of dried straw and old wool. It was the scent of the house itself dying. You stood in the hallway, your hand resting on the cold brass of the banister. The wood beneath your fingers was smooth, worn by decades of feet. Yours, mostly. Margaret was upstairs. She had...

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