The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The bread was hard. It had been hard for three days. It sat on the damp stone floor of the cellar, a gray loaf wrapped in oilcloth that was stiffening at the edges. Elias held it. He did not eat. He only held it. The weight of it was familiar. The weight of duty. The city of Oakhaven breathed in the dark. It was a city of stone and shadow, old as the roots of the oaks that bled sap into the...

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