The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The banquet hall smelled of roasted goose and old dust, a thick, cloying perfume that seemed to hang in the air like a heavy, unbroken sentence, and I sat at the far end of the long oak table, my fingers tracing the intricate, worn grooves of the silverware that had been passed down through generations of men who believed that order was a physical substance you could hold in your hands. There...

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