The Faded Frontier

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"You have the stain again." I looked down. The mud was brown. It was thick. It was cold. "Get it out," she said. Her voice was flat. It was quiet. It was sharp. "Who is she, Thomas?" I did not answer. My hands shook. I held the bowl. The water inside was still. It was black. It reflected my face. The face was old. The face was not mine. "Speak." "I am sorry." "Sorry for what?" "For the bird."...

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