The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The jar sits upon the heavy oak table, a monument to the things you have done and the things you cannot undo. It is a vessel of thick, green glass, cloudy with age, and within its belly lies a substance that was once vibrant, once a promise of preservation, but is now only a memory of rot. You have watched it for three days. You have not left the room. The air in the cellar is still, thick with...

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