The Faded River

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The Faded River

The wind bit hard. It cut through the wool. It chewed on the skin. Miles stood by the gate. He held the cloak. The fabric was thin. It had been thick once. Now it frayed at the hem. The gold thread had lost its shine. It looked like dried blood. It looked like rust. He looked at the palace. The stone was white. It was cold. It did not care about him. He cared about it. He cared about the woman...

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