The Faded River

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The Faded River

The river had been a different color when Arthur had first come to the mill, a deep, arterial red that stained the water soot-black at the edges. Now, after forty years of turning the same wheel, of breathing the same dust, the river was a pale, sickly gray, like the sky before a storm that never breaks. It ran sluggish, heavy with the sediment of the town’s labor, a mirror that had lost its...

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