The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The fog did not roll in from the sea, as it did in the waking world, but rose from the floorboards of the cellar, thick and gray and tasting of iron and old stone. Margaret stood in the center of this damp, silent room, her hands pressed flat against the cold, damp brick, feeling the vibration of a world she could no longer fully claim. It was not a dream, she told herself, though the logic of...

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