The Faded River

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The Faded River

The rain had not ceased for forty days, a relentless gray curtain that turned the cobblestones of the capital into slick mirrors reflecting the soot-blackened spires of the Ministry of Public Order. It was a city that breathed in coal smoke and exhaled suspicion, where the air tasted of wet ash and the heavy, metallic tang of iron filings. In the uppermost office of the Eastern District,...

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