The Wistful Skyline

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The train was already moving when Elias noticed the dust, a fine, rust-colored powder that settled on the windowsill of the third-carriage seat where he had tucked himself away, his knees drawn up to his chest, his fingers stained with the same reddish grit that coated the floorboards. He was twelve years old, though he felt older, older than the clothes hanging loose on his frame, older than...

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