The Faded Frontier

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The dust in the outpost tasted of chalk and old paper, a dry, powdery grit that settled in the creases of Elias Thorne’s palms as he smoothed the edges of the map. He was forty-two, a man whose face had begun to resemble the topography he studied, etched with the same dry lines and faded contours. For twenty years, he had cataloged the borders of the Kestrel Valley, a stretch of land that the...

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