The Wistful Crossroads

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In the grey, soot-stained heart of the industrial city, where the iron lungs of the factories heaved their perpetual, suffocating breath into the low-hanging smog, Elias Thorne sat alone in the narrow, drafty room above his shop, his hands resting heavily upon a piece of mahogany that had begun to crack along its grain. The air in the room was thick with the scent of linseed oil and the faint,...

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