The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The notice lay on the workbench, its edges curling slightly in the dry air of the workshop. It was a standard form, printed in a font so rigid it seemed to cut the paper, detailing the suspension of Elias Thorne’s license to practice horology. He signed it with a pen that had dried out at the tip, the ink bleeding into the fibers of the document like a bruise. Outside, the city of Oakhaven...

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