The Wistful Show
The carriage groaned against the rhythm of the wheels, a sound like a man clearing his throat before delivering a eulogy, as it carried Elias Thorne through the fog-choked valleys of the Appalachian foothills toward the ironclad estate of Lord Malachi Vane. Elias was a man composed of sharp angles and quiet resignation, a leatherworker whose hands, stained permanently with the tannin of oak...
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