The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The road was not a road. It was a wound in the earth, worn thin by centuries of cartwheels and boots. It ran from the city gates to the high ground where the old mill stood. I held it in my mind like a stone. Smooth. Cold. It was the only thing I had left. "Stop it," said Marcus. He stood before the gate of the Magistrate’s hall. His face was tight. The stone walls around us were high. They...

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