The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

Act I The water in the mill race had a weight to it, a heavy, cold density that pressed against the stone banks like a living thing trying to escape. I woke from the dream of the shattered mirror, the glass shards cutting the air in a silent, jagged storm, and I knew with a sudden, violent clarity that I had to see Mr. Vardanyan before the fog lifted the boats. The factory was dying, and the...

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