The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The fog on the ridge did not behave like weather. It sat there, a thick, white shroud that seemed to breathe against the cold November air, swallowing the treeline and erasing the world beyond the immediate reach of Elias Thorne’s hand. He stood at the edge of the sector, his breath pluming in short, ragged bursts that rattled deep in his chest, a sound like dry leaves skittering over pavement....

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