The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The road ended at the water. Miles had checked his boots. He had checked his tools. He had checked the map. The map was wrong. It had always been wrong. But the road was there. It was a thin line of gray gravel cutting through the black pine forest. It did not bend. It did not climb. It just went. It went straight into the mist that hung over the lake. He was a man of measurements. Inches....

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