That day was motionless, like a sunset flooded with lead. The air wasn’t just still — it seemed to press down to the ground, thick, dense, heavy like molten iron. Everything around froze under an invisible dome of heat. Not a single leaf stirred on the trees, not a single bird pierced the air with […]
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The city below roared like the ocean — muffled, indistinct, far away somewhere. But here, on the bridge, there was an icy silence broken only by the splash of water against the concrete pillars of the dam. Anna gripped the cold railing tightly and looked down. The dark, almost black water called to her, as […]
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I was born in the middle of winter — at the very end of February, when the cold still holds the earth, and hope for spring seems elusive. In a small town where summer seemed never to come. There, snow would settle as a dense blanket already in December and linger until April. The entrances […]
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The phone ringing in the apartment caught Elliott Row by the stove. An omelet was frying in the pan, filling the kitchen with the aroma of garlic and melted butter. He wiped his hands on a towel and cast an irritated glance at the screen — the number was unknown. “Hello?” he answered shortly, continuing […]
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