The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The walls of the facility were not stone, nor were they concrete. They were made of a pale, translucent substance that breathed. It expanded and contracted with a rhythm slower than any human heartbeat. I sat on the floor, my back against the curve of the room. My hands were bound by ribbons of light that hummed against my wrists. The hum was a low, persistent tone, like a cello string bowed...

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