The Wistful Asylum

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The steam hissed against the brass valves of the Locomotive 4, a sound like a dying man clearing his throat, and Elias Thorne pressed his face closer to the cracked glass of the cab window until his breath fogged the view of the approaching platform. The air inside the engine room was thick with the metallic tang of hot oil and the acrid bite of coal smoke, a suffocating embrace that had long...

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