The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

Did you think the water would stop? It did not. The dampness in the vestry, that slow, grey creep through the stone, had been with me for three years, long before I took the post as the quarantine guard for the border town. I remember the first night, standing in the cold dark, listening to the tide clock tick in the square below, a sound that nobody ever seemed to reset. It kept time for no...

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