The Faded Apartment
The train did not slow as it approached the terminus of the line, but rather seemed to accelerate into a silence so dense and viscous that the air inside the carriage became difficult to breathe, a physical weight pressing against the eardrums of the twelve-year-old boy, Elias, who sat with his hands clasped tightly around the cold, iron railing of the open door, his knuckles white not from...
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