The Distant Promise

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2026-08-17 14:29:43 -

The ironworks roared like a dying beast in the dark. Thomas stood by the window. The glass was thick. It vibrated. A low hum. The air inside was stale. It smelled of rust and old sweat. He wore his tunic. The buttons were brass. They were cold against his skin. Outside, the rain fell. It slicked the cobblestones. The gas lamps flickered. They cast long, jagged shadows on the wet pavement. He...

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