The Faded Frontier

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2026-08-19 19:18:03 -

The rain had not ceased for forty days, a steady, rhythmic drumming against the slate roof of the Mill Creek Ironworks that had worn away the distinction between night and day, between the living and the dead, until the world outside the factory walls was nothing more than a gray, wet rumor, a suggestion of a landscape that had been erased by the sheer weight of industrial damp. Inside, the air...

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