The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The fog rolls in from the moor, thick as wool and grey as a winter sky, swallowing the train car whole. You sit by the window, your knees pulled up to your chest, watching the landscape dissolve into a uniform smear of slate and ash. You are twelve years old, though you feel older, weighed down by a silence that has grown roots in your throat. In your lap rests a satchel, heavy with the weight...

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