The Faded Road

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2026-08-18 22:01:40 -

The Faded Road

I dreamt of teeth again. Not mine. Someone else’s. White, jagged things breaking against the cobblestones of the old town square. They scattered like shrapnel. I woke with the taste of iron in my mouth. The air was thick. It smelled of wet wool and stale bread. My name is Elias. I am a man who keeps the peace. Or so they say. I wear the grey tunic of the watch. I carry the short sword. I do not...

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