The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The wine is red. It stains your lips. You smile. The King smiles. The room is warm. You hold the bird. It is heavy. It is quiet. You feel its weight in your palms. You feel the heat of its body. You do not look at its face. You look at the floor. The tiles are cold. The King raises his cup. He looks at you. You nod. You drink. The wine is sweet. It tastes of iron. You spit it out. You wipe your...

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