The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The rain did not fall so much as it was exhaled by the low, bruised sky, a constant, cold sigh that settled into the wool of Sergeant Arthur Penhaligon’s coat and the damp stone of the alleyway where he stood, waiting for the thing he could not name but which he felt pressing against the inside of his skull like a second heartbeat. He held the old leather satchel in his left hand, the one that...

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