The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

Chapter One Dorothy Tillman stood in the narrow aisle of the shuttered cinema, the air heavy with damp velvet and the faint, metallic tang of the Moon-Root drying on the shelf behind her, a smell like copper pennies left in the rain. She remembered the day we moved into the house on Amber Stair, number one hundred and nine, when the rain had been so heavy it seemed to wash the color out of the...

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