The Faded Alibi
The rain did not fall so much as it intruded, a grey, relentless mist that seeped through the hairline cracks of the cellar window and settled upon the stone floor like a damp shroud, eroding the sharp edges of the world you had once known. You sat in the corner, where the shadows pooled thickest, your hands resting on your knees, fingers interlaced with a rigidity that spoke of a silence long...
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