The Faded River

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The Faded River

The mast snapped with a sound like a bone breaking, and the world tilted into the black. I am Elias, thirty-two, a river pilot, and I wanted only to reach the mill by dawn to settle my father’s debt. The river, however, had turned viscous and dark, defying the current that should have carried me. It was not water; it was a substance, heavy and sentient, eroding the wood of my boat and the flesh...

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