The Faded River

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The Faded River

The rain had not stopped for three days, a relentless, gray curtain that turned the stone walls of the keep into slick, weeping things, and I sat in the corner of the great hall, my back against the cold draft that seeped through the cracks in the masonry, watching the mud pool in front of the hearth slowly swallow the embers of a fire that had long since died, while the silence of the room was...

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