The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The rain in Harrowgate did not wash things clean; it only made the grime slicker. Elias Thorne stood in the alley behind the old ironworks, his coat soaked through to the skin, clutching a leather-bound ledger against his chest. He wanted to sell it. The ledger was worth enough to buy the morphine his sister, Clara, needed to stop the shaking in her hands, the tremors that had begun to consume...

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