The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The iron was cold. It had been cold for a hundred years. I held it in my left hand, the leather grip worn to a soft, dark skin. My right hand trembled. Not from fear. From the weight. The weight of the thing that lived inside the metal. We were standing on the bridge. The mist was thick. It tasted of rot and old rain. The village was gone. The trees were wrong. They had no leaves. They had...

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