The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The bell in the steeple didn’t ring when the fire started. It cracked. A sharp, dry sound like a knuckle snapping, followed by a silence so heavy it felt like water pressing against my eardrums. I was standing in the courtyard of the old academy, watching the smoke curl up from the dormitory roof, thin and grey against the pale morning sky. It wasn’t a raging inferno, not yet. It was a quiet,...

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