The Faded Frequency

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You are not human. You know this. The townspeople do not. They see a man. They see a shape in a coat. They see eyes that blink. They do not see the void where a soul should be. You are a construct of static and silence. You are the Faded Frequency. You live in Millhaven. It is a town of soot and steam. The chimneys smoke. The rivers run brown. The air tastes of iron. It is 1904. The world is...

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