The Wistful Crossroads

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The train did not stop at the station. It slowed to a crawl, a metallic groan that sounded like a dog dragging its belly across gravel, and then it kept moving. Leo stood on the platform, his fingers white-knuckled around the handle of the canvas bag. Inside, the jar vibrated. He could feel the hum of it through the wood of his palm. A low, thrumming note. It was the taste of iron and rain, the...

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