The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The roof collapsed at dawn. Not with a crash, but a sigh. A long, creaking exhale of old pine and rotting slate that shook the dust from the rafters. Then the silence. Thick. White. Heavy. Elias stood in the center of the attic, brushing debris from his shoulders. He was not a man who expected weather to kill him. He was a man who expected the world to look away. He looked down. The floor was...

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