The Faded Quadrant

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2026-08-21 17:57:39 -

The train pulled out of Ashworth Station on a Tuesday morning in November, the wheels screeching a high, metallic note against the iron rails that seemed to vibrate through the soles of my boots and up into my bones. I stood on the platform, watching the tail end of the locomotive disappear into the gray mist that hung over the valley like a shroud, my breath forming small, fragile clouds in...

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