The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The fog came in before dawn. It tasted of salt and old iron. I walked with my father, Thomas, through the gray marshlands that bordered our village. We were not there to hunt. We were there to pay. The debt was not in coin. It was in blood. My name is Elias. I was twelve years old. My hands were small. They did not fit around the handle of the knife. Thomas held my hand. His grip was tight. His...

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