The Faded Chronicle

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The dust in the carriage did not settle; it swirled in the amber light of the afternoon, a suspension of time that refused to resolve into solid matter, and you sat with your hands folded in your lap, watching the wheels turn against the gravel road that wound through the valley of Ashford, a place where the air tasted of dry hay and old iron, and where your brother, Thomas, had been seen last...

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