The Faded River

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The Faded River

The seal was cold. It was the only thing I possessed that did not bleed. I held it in my left hand. The gold was tarnished by the damp of the cellar, yet it did not rust. It did not decay. It waited. I was not a man. I was a thing that wore the skin of a man. My name was Elias, but names are for those who can forget. I could not forget. I remembered the weight of the water. I remembered the...

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