The Faded Frontier

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2026-08-21 17:39:04 -

The train cut through the gray mist like a blade through cold butter, leaving a wake of silence that felt heavier than the noise. Elias Thorne stood at the window, his forehead pressed against the cool glass, watching the landscape dissolve into a blur of wet grass and skeletal trees. He was returning to Blackwood Manor, a place he had sworn never to see again, not for the estate itself, but...

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