The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The dream began with the sound of wet sand shifting underfoot, a granular whisper that seemed to rise from the floorboards of the attic itself. Margaret stood in the center of the room, but the walls were not plaster and wood. They were the jagged, grey cliffs of the Yorkshire coast, eroding slowly into a churning sea that did not exist. The air was thick with salt and the metallic tang of old...

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