The Faded Quadrant

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The fire that consumed the old mill did not roar so much as it sighed, a long, shuddering exhalation of dry timber and century-old dust that rolled across the valley floor like a grey fog, swallowing the shadows of the pines and leaving the world behind it in a state of suspended, horrified silence. Elias Thorne stood at the edge of the blackened earth, his boots sinking into the soot-coated...

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