The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

"Elias. Elias, look at him. He’s slipping." The voice was Margaret’s, sharp as a knife slipped under a nail, and it cut through the hum of the dining room. You were sitting at the head of the table, the one Arthur preferred, the one with the cracked veneer that he had sanded down himself three winters ago, leaving a faint, permanent scar in the wood where his elbow rested. The room smelled of...

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