The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

In the dream, the hands were not hands at all but two long, jagged fractures running through the skin of a porcelain doll, and Arthur Penhaligon woke with the sensation that his own fingers had been broken and reset by a clumsy surgeon, the pain a dull, throbbing echo in the marrow that refused to fade into the grey morning light of the factory dormitory. He sat on the edge of the narrow cot,...

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