The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The flood did not come with a roar, but with a sigh, a low, wet exhalation that swallowed the bottom floor of the house before the sun had fully cleared the ridge of the hill. I stood on the second step of the porch, watching the brown water lick at the foundation stones, and I did not scream. I did not run. I simply looked at the lantern in my hand. It was an old thing, brass-rimmed and heavy,...

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