The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

Act I What does the water remember, if not the name of the one who fell? I asked this in the dream, where the black river ran not with liquid but with the grey dust of the pit, and the mist rose like a breath held too long. I woke in my bed in the crater, the damp cold of the morning pressing against the thin wool of my shirt, the sound of nails dropping into a metal pail somewhere in the lower...

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