The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The seal broke. Not with a sound. But with a tear. A split in the wax. Red. Bright. The smell of iron. I looked at my hand. The mark was there. It had been there for years. I thought it was a scar. From the war. From the sword. I was wrong. It was a brand. A key. I stood in the courtyard. The rain fell. Cold. It soaked my tunic. I was the Warden. I kept the peace. I kept the gate. My wife,...

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