The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The rain had not stopped for three days. It fell on the cobblestones of the old district in a steady, grey curtain, blurring the boundaries between the street and the alley, the wall and the sky. Elias Thorne walked through it with his head down, his boots striking the wet stone with a rhythmic, dull thud. He was a man built for endurance, his shoulders broad and squared by years of carrying...

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