The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The ink was still wet. Elias stared at the margin of his history notebook, the blue ballpoint tip hovering a millimeter above the paper. There, in a slanting, cramped hand that he recognized with a visceral, bone-deep shock, were the words *You are tired*. He had not written them. His own hand was cramped from the cold, the knuckles white around the pen, but the script on the page was smooth,...

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