The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The chandelier in the rotunda of the old federal courthouse hung low, its crystal prisms catching the amber light of the banquet lamps and scattering it into a thousand fractured stars across the sweating faces of the guests. Elias Thorne stood at the center of this gilded cage, his hand resting on the hilt of his service revolver, though he knew the weapon was a joke against the thing that was...

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