The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The rain did not fall so much as it hung, a thick, grey veil that soaked into the marrow of my bones, blurring the distinction between the wet earth of the highland moor and the cold iron of the mail I wore. I had been walking for three days, or perhaps four; time had lost its rigid structure in this desolate expanse, becoming instead a fluid, corrosive substance that ate away at the...

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