The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The rain falls in sheets, cold and relentless, stripping the leaves from the bare oaks that line the road. You are moving. Your boots are heavy, caked in mud that dries to a hard shell by the time the sun rises. The air tastes of iron and wet stone. There is no horse. There is no cart. There is only you and the weight of what you carry, which is not a bag, but a silence so dense it has mass. It...

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