The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The fire did not begin with a spark, but with a silence. It was a silence so heavy it pressed against your eardrums, a vacuum that sucked the air from the lungs of the grand hall before the heat could arrive. You stood in the center of the parquet floor, the wood already blackening beneath your feet, and you did not run. You could not. Your legs were rooted to the earth by a fear that was not...

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