The Wistful Skyline

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2026-08-18 18:24:33 -

The train pulled away from the platform with a sound like a long, dying breath, leaving behind a haze of coal dust and silence. I watched the cars recede into the grey afternoon, my uniform crisp against the chill wind, my hand resting on the cold iron of the gate. I was leaving Harrowgate. Or rather, I was being sent away, a subtle exile dressed in the language of promotion. The letter in my...

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