The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The wall was breathing. Silas knew it. He felt the rhythm in his teeth. In the floorboards. In the marrow of his bones. He sat on the edge of the bed. The mattress was soft. Too soft. It swallowed his weight like a grave swallows a body. Outside, the sky was a bruise. Purple. Black. Swelling. He looked at his hands. They were clean. They had always been clean. That was the trick. That was the...

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