The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The rain did not fall. It hung. It hung in the air like a fine, gray gauze over the yard of the old house. It hung on the branches of the dead elm. It hung in the hollows of the earth. It hung in the eyes of Elias Thorne. He stood by the window. The glass was cold against his forehead. He was a tall man, though his shoulders had begun to bow inward, as if carrying a weight that had no name. He...

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