The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The rain had not stopped for three days. It drummed a relentless, technical rhythm against the corrugated tin roof of the transport cell, a sound that Elias Thorne had long since learned to tune out in favor of the hum of the hydraulic dampeners. He sat on the bench bolted to the wall, his hands resting on his knees, fingers twitching with the faint, residual tremor of a man who had not slept...

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