The Faded River

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The Faded River

You stand in the center of the hall, the silence pressing against your eardrums like deep water. The house is quiet, a quality of silence that has settled into the plaster and the dust, a silence that belongs to you now, though it was not built for you. It was built for men who wore coats of crimson and gold, for men who believed that strength was a right, not a burden. You are not such a man....

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