The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The train hissed against the iron rails, a long, mournful exhalation that seemed to drain the last of the warmth from the November air. Elias Thorne stood on the platform of the Blackwood Industrial complex, his breath visible in small, fleeting clouds. He held his left hand up, fingers splayed, as if trying to catch the steam before it dissolved into the gray sky. For thirty years, that hand...

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