The Wistful Letter

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The carriage wheels groaned against the iron tracks of the mine, a rhythmic, grinding scream that seemed to echo not just through the narrow tunnels of the earth but through the marrow of Elias Thorne’s bones. He sat hunched in the dark, his hands resting on his knees, fingers curled into claws that trembled with a violence he could no longer suppress. The air was thick, heavy with the taste of...

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