The Faded Quadrant

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The train rattled through the valley, a long iron serpent shedding smoke into the grey morning, carrying me toward the station that sat like a bruise on the landscape. I was a man who had spent twenty years enforcing the law, my hands calloused from the grip of a revolver and the weight of a badge that felt heavier with every passing decade. The air inside the carriage was thick with the scent...

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