The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The mist did not smell of rain or damp earth, as one might expect of a November evening in the countryside, but of something older, a scent like the air inside a sealed room that has not been opened in a century. Twelve-year-old Elias Thorne stood in the shadow of the grand staircase in the Thorne estate, his hands tucked deep into the pockets of his wool trousers, watching his sister Clara...

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