The Faded Frontier
The house exhaled before the first light touched the windows. You felt it in your teeth, a low, vibrating hum that traveled up through the floorboards of the attic room where you slept. It was the sound of something breathing, something large and slow and terribly old. You sat up, your heart hammering against your ribs, and looked at the corner of the room. The coat was there. It had not been...
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