The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

"You left the light on again, Elara." The voice came from the ceiling. It did not come from a throat, or a mouth, or any physical organ I could name. It simply arrived in the space above my head, a vibration that tasted of copper and old rain. I sat on the edge of the bed, my hands wrapped around a cold mug of tea that had long since lost its steam. In this place, time did not flow; it pooled....

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