The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The road into the valley of Ashwick was not a path at all but a scar in the earth, a jagged line of mud and stone that twisted up through the mist like a vein in a bruise. You walked it with a heavy heart and heavier boots, the leather stiff with the cold damp that had seeped into the fabric of your coat and settled deep in your bones, a chill that no fire could seem to reach. The air smelled...

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