The Faded Frontier

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The mud in Oakhaven was not merely wet; it was a living, breathing entity that swallowed boots and secrets alike. I pulled my left foot from the slurry, the leather screaming in protest, and looked down at the page of parchment half-buried in the muck. It was a ledger sheet, torn from a book, its ink faded to a bruised purple. For three years, I had hunted the ghost who slipped goods past the...

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