The Faded River

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The Faded River

The water moved like silk. It was thick and dark, smelling of iron and old rain. I stood on the bank, my shoes sinking into the mud, watching the current pull at the hem of my dress. My sister, Elara, was already gone. She had stepped off the ledge into the grey mist, her form dissolving into the white nothingness before I could even blink. "You are late," a voice said. It was not a shout. It...

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