The Faded River
The steam rose from the canal in plumes that looked less like smoke and more like the breath of a dying god, curling into the grey, soot-stained sky above the city of Oakhaven. It was the year 1893, a time when iron ruled the earth and coal ruled the air, and in the labyrinthine streets that clung to the riverbanks, the air tasted of wet ash and rust. Elias Thorne arrived in Oakhaven on a...
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