The Faded Quadrant

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The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a fine, cold mist that settled on the shoulders of Elias Thorne as he walked down Main Street in Oakhaven. It was a small town, the kind that existed in the liminal space between memory and reality, where the houses leaned slightly inward, as if sharing a secret. Elias was a man who had spent thirty years looking for things that were not...

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