The Wistful Silence

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The iron kettle sat on the grate, a dark, rounded eye staring up at the smoke-stained ceiling of the wagon, and its silence was the only thing in the world that felt solid. Elias Thorne sat with his back against the timber wall, his hands wrapped around a cup of tea that had gone cold an hour ago, the heat long since leached into the damp wool of his coat. He was a man who dealt in clocks, in...

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