The Wistful Silence
The house in the hollow was not built to keep out the cold, but to hold in the sound. You remember this now, with the clarity of a man standing on the precipice of a long drop. The walls were thick, made of stone quarried from the riverbed decades ago, and they hummed with the residual vibration of the industry that had once defined the valley. It was a house of iron and coal, of soot and...
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