The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The rain did not fall so much as it pressed against the windowpane, a relentless, gray thumb testing the integrity of the glass. I sat in the study, the silence of the house broken only by the tick of the clock and the distant, rhythmic thud of the earth shifting beneath the foundation. My monograph, *The Founding of Harrow’s Creek*, lay open on the desk, its pages crisp and white, a testament...

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