The Faded Ruin

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2026-08-21 17:57:08 -

The Faded Ruin

The train did not hiss as it pulled away from the platform of New York’s Central Station, but rather exhaled, a long, shuddering breath of steam that tasted of iron and burnt coal, a scent that had seeped into the very marrow of my bones during the forty-eight hours we had spent packed in the cattle car, waiting for the permission to board that felt less like a right and more like a divine...

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