The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The banquet hall smelled of roasted pheasant and floor wax, a cloying mixture that clung to the back of Elias Thorne’s throat as he stood near the service doors, watching the Deputy Director, Kael, address the assembled staff. Kael’s voice was bright, polished, and utterly devoid of the friction that came with handling the physical world, and he spoke Elias’s name with a casual, performative...

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