The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The fire started not with a spark, but with a sound. It was a low, wet tearing, like the ripping of a heavy canvas sail in a storm, followed by a hiss that turned the air into something thick and metallic. Elias Thorne stood at the edge of the cliff, his boots sinking into the wet, black earth, and watched the ancient oak above him groan. The tree did not fall. It did not crash down in a shower...

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