The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The rain slicked the cobblestones until they looked like wet black glass. I wiped my hands on my tunic. The leather of my gloves was cracked. It peeled away from my skin in thin, dry flakes. My name is Elias. I am a man of the law. Or I was. The city of Oakhaven was a beast of iron and steam. It breathed smoke. It coughed soot. We lived in the soot. I held my badge. It was cold. It was heavy....

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