The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The dream began with the sound of chattering teeth, not his own, but the sound of the house settling in the dark. It was a dry, brittle noise, like twigs snapping underfoot in a winter that would not end. He woke before the alarm could ring, lying in the narrow bed he had shared with his brother for three years, the mattress sagging in the middle where they had slept, side by side, like two...

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