The Faded Chronicle

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The cough is a rusted hinge in your chest. It squeals when you breathe in, a wet, grinding sound that seems to come from the bottom of your lungs rather than your throat. You are Elias Thorne. You are forty-two. You are a constable in Oakhaven, a city that smells of coal dust and wet wool. You want to find Silas. Silas is a watchmaker. Silas is missing. You owe him a debt of honor, a silence...

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