The Wistful Letter

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The train did not stop; it merely exhaled, a long, rattling sigh of steam and iron that filled the platform at Blackwater Junction with a fog thick enough to taste. Elias Thorne stepped down onto the wet gravel, the soles of his boots sinking slightly into the mud that clung to the earth like a bruise. The air was cold, carrying the metallic scent of the nearby foundry and the damp, rotting...

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