The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The road was white. Not snow. Not frost. Just dust. Fine, gray powder coating the asphalt like a shroud. It coated the windows. It coated the sky. Elias drove. His hands were steady. The steering wheel was cold. He looked at the passenger seat. It was empty. But it felt heavy. The air inside the car was thick. It tasted of metal. And old leaves. Elias was a man of few words. He was a man of...

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