The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

October 14, 1893. The house is sealed against the wind, yet the attic breathes a scent of rotting apples that defies the dryness of the beams, a cloying, sweet decay that settles in the back of my throat like a physical weight. I am a physician, a man who has cataloged the fevers of this valley for twenty years, and yet I stand helpless before the wasting that consumes my daughter Clara, her...

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