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Chapter 11: The silence and the door

The quiet left behind after they had gone was a living thing. Thick. Choking. It percolated in from the coarse log walls, resonated in the cold hearth, crept into the very furs that still lingered in them,  pine, snow, woodsmoke,  now mixed with the acrid reek of betrayal. With my betrayal.

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