The Faded River

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The Faded River

The silt hit Elias’s face like a slap. He did not flinch. He stood in the center of the drying riverbed, the mud caking his boots, his hands, his lips. The water had receded three days ago. It left behind a skin of grey crust, cracking under the midday sun. He was not here to drink. He was here to count. One. Two. Three. He picked up a stone. It was heavy, cold, and smooth. He put it in his...

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