The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The sky tore open. Not with lightning. With silence. A white void swallowed the horizon of Blackwood Station. The fog rolled in, thick as wool. It tasted of iron. Of old blood. Captain Elias Thorne stood at his post. His uniform was crisp. White wool. Unblemished. The insignia on his collar was silver. A star. A promise of order. In this place, order was a lie. The fog did not obey. It crept....

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