The Distant Affair
The silence in the basement was not empty, but heavy, a physical weight that pressed against the eardrums and settled into the marrow of the bones, a thick, wet wool that wrapped around the lungs and suffocated the will to breathe, forcing the air to be pulled in through clenched teeth rather than flowing naturally through an open throat. It was a silence that had been cultivated over decades,...
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