The Faded Ruin
The rain fell in gray sheets. It soaked the earth. It soaked the clothes. It soaked the bones. Thomas walked. He walked fast. The mud pulled at his boots. He pulled back. He moved on. The road was long. The road was straight. The road ended at the Gate. He carried a box. It was small. It was heavy. It was wrapped in oilcloth. The oilcloth was yellowed. It was stiff. It held the shape of what...
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