The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The rain did not fall so much as it existed, a gray, persistent shroud that blurred the edges of the world. I walked the long, straight road that cut through the marshlands, my boots sinking into the mud with a wet, sucking sound. The air smelled of rot and iron. It was the smell of the place where things went to die. I was a man who had spent his life enforcing the rules of men who lived in...

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