The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The door locked. Click. A sound like a bone snapping. Elias stood still. The room was small. Stone walls. Cold air. He held the tin. It was heavy. Iron. Rusted at the corners. Inside lay the pills. White. Round. Smooth as pearls. He had come to sell them. That was the deal. The buyer was here. The buyer was always here. "Sit," said the voice. Elias sat. The chair was wood. Hard. It bit into his...

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