The Faded River

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The Faded River

The rain fell in thin, gray needles. It slicked the cobblestones of the old market square. Elias stood under the eave of the stone apothecary. He watched the water run. It pooled in the cracks. It darkened the moss. He was a guard. His tunic was soaked through. The leather stiffened against his ribs. It felt like a second skin. It was a skin that did not breathe. He waited for the signal. The...

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