The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The old stone abbey that stood at the edge of the village, its walls thick as the backs of mules and its windows narrow slits against the relentless wind, had once been a place of absolute sanctity, but by the time I was old enough to count the days, it had become a monument to neglect, a crumbling testament to a faith that had slowly bled out of the lives of those who once worshipped within...

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