The Wistful Skyline

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The train hissed its long, mournful breath into the platform at Whitmore Junction, a sound that seemed to tear the fabric of the early morning silence, leaving behind a trail of steam that curled like ghostly fingers around the legs of the waiting passengers. Elias Thorne stood with his back to the locomotive, his hands buried deep in the pockets of his wool coat, the wool damp with the October...

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