The Faded River

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The Faded River

The key was heavy, cold iron wrapped in a layer of rust that flaked away under the pressure of Elias’s thumb, leaving a trail of red dust on the wet floorboards. It sat in the center of the table, abandoned by his father’s hand, a small, jagged tooth in the mouth of the room. Elias stood before the open basement door, the darkness rising up to meet him like a tide, smelling of damp wool and the...

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