The Faded River

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The Faded River

The bread rose too fast. I watched it from the kitchen window. It bubbled. It stretched. It tore the parchment paper. I had added too much yeast. Or maybe the air was wrong. The city outside was screaming. Sirens wailed in the distance. A low, thrumming vibration shook the floorboards. My hands trembled as I wiped the counter. Flour dusted the surface. It looked like snow. It looked like ash....

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