The tall windows flashed yellow in the light of the rising sun, which gave the impression the house was harnessing fire. Ivy had encroached upon the walls and clambered all the way to the roof, its tendrils nesting in the gutter, the waxy leaves obstructing the rainwater until the gutter had rusted and now sagged. Mustard-colored lichen with shades of blue and green grew on the walls, patterning them like lopsided flowers. It looked like mold was blooming at the windowsills. The lawn did not fare much better. Come spring, it would be filled with wildflowers growing thick as an army: rapeseed
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