The Faded Apartment

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The rain in Millhaven did not fall so much as it hovered, a persistent gray mist that soaked into the bones of the brickwork and the lungs of the men who worked the foundry. Elias Thorne stood at the window of the small, rented room above the bakery, watching the water drip from the eaves in a steady, rhythical pulse that matched the thudding of his own heart. He was a large man, broad in the...

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