The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

He dreamed of iron. Not the cold, dead metal of a bar, but the living, breathing red of a forge. The hammer fell. It fell again. The sound was a drumbeat against the inside of his skull. He woke with the taste of blood on his tongue. The room was dark. The air was stale. It smelled of coal smoke and old paper. He was in the office. He had not gone home. He had slept on the floor. His back...

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