The Faded Dust
Chapter One The outback station at the edge of the bamboo hills was a place where sound went to die, swallowed by the dense, vertical stalks that grew so thick they seemed to press the air out of the room. It was a landscape of silence, a vast, green void that stretched from the rusted gates of the mill to the frozen, cracked surface of the lake, where the ice groaned under the weight of a...
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