The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The bell tower in the valley had a habit of ringing at the hour when the light failed, a deep, bronze-throated moan that seemed to vibrate in the marrow of your bones, and you lay awake in the damp straw of the guest chamber, listening to the echo decay into the stone walls, feeling the weight of the silence that followed it settle upon you like a burial shroud, a silence that was not empty but...

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