The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The train does not stop. It only slows, a long exhalation of steam and rust, as it crawls through the grey mist that swallows the tracks whole. You are sitting in the corner of the car, knees drawn up, watching the window. The glass is cold. Your breath fogs it, then clears. Outside, there are no trees. There are no houses. There is only a field of white, flat, and endless. It looks like snow,...

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