The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The ledger showed four hundred and twelve hours worked since the last quarter’s payment, a number that felt heavier than the brass weights hanging from the ceiling beams. Elias Thorne woke with the taste of copper in his mouth, the same metallic tang that followed the dream of the gear grinding against bone. He sat up in the narrow cot behind the workshop, his joints popping in the cold morning...

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