The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The banquet hall of the village square was a cacophony of clinking silver and whispered accusations, the air thick with the scent of roasted goose and damp wool, and I stood in the corner, my hands trembling as I held the small, glass-jarred specimen of the last blue orchid that had ever bloomed in our valley, a flower that had been dying for three generations and was now, in my possession, the...

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