The Faded Apartment

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The fire began in the coal chutes of the Whitmore Mill, a low, orange pulse that turned the twilight into a bruised purple. It was not a dramatic blaze, not yet, but a slow, suffocating rot that climbed the brickwork with the patience of a vine. Elias saw it from the window of his attic room, a thin boy of twelve with hair the color of ash, and he did not scream. He did not run. He simply...

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