The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a suspended grey curtain that blurred the edges of the world. Elias stood on the platform, his boots sinking slightly into the wet gravel, watching the steam rise from the engine of the 8:15 to London. Beside him stood his wife, Clara. She did not look at the train. She looked at him, her eyes wide and wet, holding a small, brass object in...

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