The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The village of Oakhaven sat in the valley like a bruise on the earth. It was old. Older than the stones that marked its borders. Older than the names of the men who walked its muddy lanes. The air smelled of damp wool and woodsmoke. It smelled of rot. Mara lived in the house at the edge of the woods. The house was tall. It was dark. It leaned inward, as if listening to something no one else...

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