The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

"Is it broken?" The voice was low. It scraped against the silence like a stone on dry clay. Thomas looked up. He did not blink. His hands were buried in the dirt. The soil was cold. It clung to his fingers. It felt like wet ash. "Look closer," Thomas said. The man stepped forward. He wore the grey tunic of the Watch. The cloth was thin. It was patched. The patches were darker than the rest....

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