The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The frost bit into the leather of Captain Elias Thorne’s gloves. He gripped the reins, his knuckles white against the cold air. The train screamed. The whistle cut through the silence of the pine forest like a blade. "Easy," Elias muttered. His voice was a rasp, dry as the dead leaves underfoot. "Hold the line." The engine hissed, a long, dying exhalation. Steam poured from the cylinders,...

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