The Faded River

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The Faded River

The rain lashed against the warped shingles of the community hall like a thousand tiny fists, a relentless, drumming accusation that turned the small town of Oakhaven into a bruised and bleeding thing, and I stood in the center of the room, my back to the door, my hands trembling not from the cold but from the sheer, crushing weight of the silence that had fallen over the twelve faces staring...

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