The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The rain was a hammer. It struck the mud of the valley floor with a rhythmic, deafening fury. I stood in the center of the downpour. My cloak was soaked through. It clung to my ribs like a second skin. A heavy wool. It smelled of wet dog and old blood. I did not move. I could not. The beast was there. It was not a wolf. It was not a bear. It was a shape of darkness that had no edges. It rose...

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