Echoes of a Ghostly Carriage

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The Highlands of Scotland in late November are not merely a place, but a mood—a pervasive, clinging melancholy that settles into the bones of every living thing. The fog, as Alistair MacRae knew all too well, was the true master of the rails. It did not just obstruct vision; it erased the world, leaving only the rhythmic clatter of iron and the searing heat of the boiler to anchor a man to...

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