The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The air in the Hall of Records was stale, thick with the scent of decaying paper and the faint, metallic tang of old dust. I sat at my desk, a small island of order in a sea of bureaucratic chaos, listening to the hum of the ventilation system. It was a sound I had grown to love, a low, steady drone that masked the silence of the empty corridors. My wife, Elara, was not here. She was in the...

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