The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The banquet hall of the Grand Meridian Hotel did not smell of food, but of old varnish, polished brass, and the faint, metallic tang of anxiety that clings to the air in spaces designed for the performance of social cohesion. Elias Thorne stood at the edge of the room, his fingers tracing the grain of a chair back that had been sanded and re-oiled a dozen times over the decades, each layer of...

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