The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The train was slow. It moved through the mist. The mist was thick. It smelled of wet iron. It smelled of old paper. Elias sat by the window. He did not look out. He looked at his hands. The hands were stained. The stain was black. It was not dirt. It was ink. The ink was alive. It pulsed under his skin. It moved like a vein. It was the mark. The mark of the Scribe. He had been summoned. The...

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