The Faded Apartment

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The dream was always the same: a well of black water, and in the reflection, not his own face, but the face of his mother, Margery, her features hardening into gray stone, her eyes fixed on a horizon that did not exist. Elias woke in the straw of the family’s single room, the cold air of the medieval hamlet of Oakhaven biting at his skin, the weight of the labor debt pressing down on his chest...

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