The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The parchment was damp, the ink smudged where my thumb had pressed too hard against the seal. I held the execution order for Silas Vane, the heretic, and looked at the date. Dawn. The paper smelled of old wax and the faint, cloying sweetness that had begun to seep from the village well. I was Elias Thorne, magistrate of Oakhaven, and I wanted to hang Silas by the gallows before the sun cleared...

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