The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

You hold the rifle. It is heavy. The wood is wet. The mist is thick. You are in the valley. The valley is not on any map. The air tastes of iron. It tastes of ozone. It tastes of old blood. You are a detective. You are a soldier. You are both. You are neither. You are the man who breaks. The rain starts. It is not water. It is ash. It falls in grey sheets. It hits the ground. It hisses. You...

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