The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The rain had not stopped for three days, a persistent, gray sheet that turned the muddy lane leading up to the hill into a slurry of brown earth and broken leaves, and it was into this thick, wet gloom that Elara walked, her boots sinking deep with every step, the mud gripping her ankles like the cold hands of the dead who lay beneath the hill, for she was bound to them, bound by a blood older...

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