The Faded Road
The road that wound through the valley of Oakhaven was not merely a path of packed earth and stone but a scar upon the land, a visible wound that bled mud into the winter rains and dust into the summer winds. It was a road that had worn itself thin against the will of the mountain, a testament to a persistence that seemed, to those who walked it, less like progress and more like a slow,...
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