The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The carriage wheels bit into the gravel, a harsh, rhythmic grinding that matched the thudding in Elias Thorne’s chest. He was forty-two, a junior clerk with ink-stained fingers and a heart heavy with the weight of his father’s debts. Blackwood Manor loomed ahead, a jagged silhouette against the grey sky, its windows dark and hollow like the sockets of a skull. He wanted to sell it. He wanted...

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