The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The ironworks at Blackwood had been silent for three days, a dead lung of rusted steel and shattered glass that wept condensation into the autumn fog. I stood at the edge of the quarry, the ground soft and sucking beneath my boots, feeling the weight of the silence press against my eardrums like deep water. It was not the silence of peace, but the silence of a held breath, of a wound that had...

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