The Wistful Mountain

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The coat was heavy, a slab of dark wool that had once been the color of a bruise but had since faded to the dull, exhausted grey of a city winter. Elias Thorne stood before the mirror in the cramped attic room, adjusting the collar with fingers that trembled not from cold, but from the sheer, crushing weight of the debt that sat in his stomach like a stone. It was the only thing he owned that...

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