The Faded River

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The Faded River

The train groaned into the station at Oakhaven, a sound like a beast clearing its throat before it died. Elias Thorne stepped onto the platform, his boots heavy on the wet cobblestones, and the air hit him not as wind, but as a physical weight, thick with the scent of ozone and crushed iron. He carried no bag, only the weight of his uniform and the silence that had grown inside his chest over...

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