The Faded River

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The Faded River

The rain had not stopped for three days, a persistent, gray sheet that blurred the windowpane into a smear of indeterminate mist, and I sat in the high-backed chair by the hearth, the fire long since dead to embers, listening to the water tap against the glass with a rhythm that felt less like weather and more like a diagnosis, a slow, rhythmic tapping against the bones of the house that we had...

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