The Faded River

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The Faded River

The house holds its breath. You stand in the center of the hall, the floorboards cold through the soles of your boots. The air is thick with the scent of dust and old paper, a dry, brittle smell that coats the back of your throat. It is night, but the windows are wide open. The wind moves through the curtains like water through reeds. You are here to enforce the law. You are here to execute the...

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