The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The dream began with the smell of ozone and wet wool, a scent so specific to the damp, industrial heart of the valley that it pulled Thomas Whitmore back to the waking world with a jolt that felt less like waking and more like being dragged by the collar. He lay in the narrow bed, the springs groaning a low, metallic complaint against the silence of the small room above the mill, his eyes fixed...

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