The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The bell rang. Not a chime. A scream. Iron clashing against iron. The sound split the air in the great hall. It vibrated in the teeth. It rattled the bones. Miles stood still. He wore the coat. It was gray. Worn thin. The elbows were frayed. The buttons were mismatched. One was a dull brass. One was a cold pearl. It smelled of rain. Of old wool. Of him. He had worn it for ten years. It was his...

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