The Faded Road

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2026-08-17 20:22:27 -

The Faded Road

The rain was coming down in sheets, a cold, gray curtain that turned the city into a blur of wet neon and reflected light. I stood on the corner of Fifth and Main, my coat soaked through to the skin, watching the water pool in the gutters. It was a Tuesday, or maybe a Wednesday. Time had started to slip its moorings, drifting away from the rigid clockwork of the day. I wasn’t looking for a...

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