The Pale Garden
The road is mud. It is thick. It chews at your boots. You are walking. You are alone. The rain falls. It is cold. You have no cloak. You have no sword. You have only a name. It is a heavy name. It is a dead name. You carry it like a stone in your mouth. You are a soldier. Or you were. The distinction is thin now. The distinction is gone. You are a man who kills. Or he did. The past tense is a...
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