The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The rain hit the pavement in sheets. Grey. Cold. It blurred the edges of the city. The streetlights bled yellow into the wet asphalt. Silas walked. Boots heavy on the concrete. He was a man built for structure. For lines. For order. But the order was gone. The badge was gone. The name was gone. He was just a body moving through the water. He carried a box. Small. Wooden. Smelled of pine and...

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