A House of Ten Thousand Rooms

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A sentient house. Visitors across centuries. A  woman didn’t age, trapped in an endless cycle of rain and isolation. Time lost all meaning in this green hell. Had it been minutes since I left the house or days? The perpetual gloom beneath the canopy, coupled with the unrelenting rain, made it impossible to judge. My world had narrowed to the next step, next breath, the constant struggle against the elements.

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Author

Aaryan Nair

Category

Stories