The Faded River

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The Faded River

The road is wet. You walk it alone. The mud clings to your boots. It is cold. The wind cuts through your thin coat. You are in the village of Oakhaven. It is an old place. The stones are gray. The sky is lower here. You came here to find work. You came here to find a way to survive. You are a stranger. The people look at you with suspicion. They do not trust outsiders. You keep your head down....

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