The Faded River

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The Faded River

The first tremor of the cold started not in my hands, but in the base of my skull, a shiver that traveled down my spine and settled in the hollow of my chest where the heart labors against the dark. I am Elias, sixty-two years old, and the keeper of the Faded River in the mist-shrouded valley of Oakhaven, a place where the water does not merely flow but whispers, a sound only the dying are...

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