The Distant Promise
The train did not so much stop at Blackwood Station as it collapsed into it, a heavy exhalation of steam that smelled of coal and old rust, settling around the locomotive like a shroud. Captain Elias Thorne stepped down onto the platform, his boots striking the wet cobblestones with a finality that echoed in the low, vaulted ceiling of the station. It was a place of shadows and brass, where the...
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