The Distant Machine
The letter was found tucked inside the lining of a coat that had hung in a closet for forty years, the fabric stiffening like dried skin in the silence of the attic. It was written on heavy, cream-colored paper, the ink faded to a bruised purple, the script a cramped and frantic hand that seemed to press into the fiber as if the writer feared the words might otherwise evaporate into the air....
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