The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

October 14, 1893 The plaster has begun to weep. It is a thin, viscous black fluid that oozes from the mortar joints of the north transept, pooling in the recesses of the stonework with a silence that is somehow louder than the chipping of the hammers. I stood before the central arch for an hour, watching the dark tendrils creep upward, trying to convince myself it was merely a chemical...

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