The Distant Journey

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The steam hissed through the pipes of the old textile mill, a sound like a dying breath held too long. Elias Thorne adjusted his goggles. The glass was cracked. He tapped it. The crack did not widen. He walked the catwalk above the looms. The rhythm was steady. Clack. Clack. Clack. The wool carders spun in their circles. The air was thick with lint. It settled on his beard. He did not brush it...

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