The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The dream began with the sound of iron grinding against stone, a long, mournful shriek that cut through the silence of the workshop. Elias Thorne woke with a gasp, his hands still curled around the hilt of a chisel that was not there, the phantom weight of it leaving white crescents in his palms. The air in the room was thick, heavy with the scent of sawdust and the faint, metallic tang of...

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