The Distant Summer

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Elias. The word hung in the dusty air, called out by a voice that had once been a comfort and was now merely an instruction. Elias signed the deed. The pen felt slick, the ink wet and dark against the yellowed paper, a small black stain spreading like a bruise. He wanted to leave before the winter rains collapsed the roof, but the house felt like a living thing that refused to let him go. The...

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