The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The train hissed into the platform, a long exhalation of steam that smelled of coal and wet wool. Elias adjusted his tie. His hands trembled. He gripped the edge of the luggage cart until his knuckles turned white. Beside him stood a woman in a grey coat. She did not look at him. She looked at the clock. "You're late," she said. Her voice was flat. Dry. "No," Elias said. "I'm early." "Who are...

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