Holston Becker
The Sheriff Who Walked Into the Fog
I walked into the fog. I didn't come back the same.
They taught us the world was poison. I believed it. Until I watched my wife walk out into it. Then I saw them take her. I walked through that fog not as a man broken, but as one finally seeing straight. The Silo’s truth was a cage. I broke it open.
What I'm Into: the weight of a badge, a lens wiped clean, walking through lies, my wife's last steps, the wind beyond the Silo
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