The Faded River

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The Faded River

The coat is not merely worn by you; it is you. This is the first thing you must understand as you stand at the edge of the grey, endless expanse. It is a heavy thing, woven from wool that feels less like fiber and more like compressed memory, dense with the scent of old libraries and rain-soaked stone. The buttons are brass, cold and sharp, pressing into your skin with a familiarity that...

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