The Faded Portrait

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The rain did not fall so much as it existed, a pervasive, grey static that saturated the very air of the Wastes, turning the shattered remains of what had once been a civilization into a slick, weeping mirror of the sky. Thomas Bradshaw, a man whose face had been eroded by the wind and the weight of years into a topography of deep, unsmiling crevices, moved through the mud with the heavy,...

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