The Faded Road
The van hums. It is a low, vibrating sound that settles in your teeth. You are driving. Your hands are steady on the wheel. The rain hits the windshield in sheets. It blurs the world into a gray smear. You are going to the estate. You are going to see him. You check your mirrors. The road behind is empty. You are a scholar. You study old languages. You study dead things. But today is different....
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