The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The train cut through the grey shroud of the Pennsylvania coal country, a iron serpent slithering toward the obsidian mouth of the Blackwood Mine, where the air tasted of sulfur and old, wet earth. Elias Thorne stood at the window, his reflection a ghostly overlay upon the darkening landscape, watching the pines blur into a streak of charcoal and shadow. He was a man whose face had been worn...

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