The Faded Apartment
The train groaned against the rusted tracks, a metallic shriek that tore through the stillness of the industrial dusk, carrying Elias Thorne northward into the heart of the valley where the air tasted of coal dust and forgotten promises. He sat alone in the second-class carriage, his coat buttoned to the chin, watching the window reflect his own hollowed face, a mirror that seemed to deepen...
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