The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The road was not a path but a wound, a pale scar of chalk and dust that bled into the heather. I walked it with a burden in my hands that was not heavy by weight, yet it crushed the spine of my spirit with the silence of deep water. It was a skull, small and white, belonging to a child who had not yet learned to name the stars. I held it against my chest, the way one holds a coal to warm the...

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