The Faded Frontier

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The hand trembled. It was not a small tremor. It shook the bone. It shook the sinew. It shook the history. Captain Elias Thorne stood before the High Court of the Aether. The room was vast. The air was thin. It tasted of ozone and old blood. The judges sat in a row. They wore robes of gray wool. Their faces were smooth. They had no wrinkles. They had no scars. They were perfect. They were...

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