The Faded River

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The Faded River

The fog rolled in from the harbor at dusk, thick and salt-stained, erasing the line where the water met the stone pier. I sat in my study, the room cold despite the fire, watching the gray mist swallow the world. It was a silence that felt heavy, not empty. On my desk lay the file, thin and brittle, containing the only proof of Arthur’s existence. For thirty years, I had been the keeper of this...

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