The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The rain did not fall. It hung. It was a thick, grey sheet over the valley. The air tasted of wet iron and old paper. Silas stood by the window of the study. The glass was cold. He breathed on it. A small cloud formed. It vanished. Outside, the road was gone. Just mud. Just black water. He was a captain. The uniform hung in the closet. He wore a flannel shirt. The collar was stiff. He had...

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