The Faded Road
The road does not stay where you put it. That is the first thing they do not tell you in the academy. They tell you about the mist, yes. They tell you that the highlands of the Ashwood border are a living thing, a grey breath that exhalles from the stone and swallows the sun. But they do not tell you that the path shifts. It slides like a snake under your boots. One moment the cairn is there, a...
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