The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The rain had not stopped for three days, a grey curtain that blurred the edges of the world into a soft, indistinct smear of mud and stone. I sat in the back of the wagon, my hands wrapped around my knees, the leather of my gaunts stiff and cold against the damp wool of my trousers. The journey north was long, a pilgrimage of wheels and wood, carrying me away from the burning fields of the...

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