The Wistful Skyline

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The dream is always the same, a recurring fever of gold and ash that leaves you gasping in the narrow bed of your rented room above the chandler’s shop. You are forty-two years old, Elias Thorne, and your hands are mapped with the white scars of lacerations and the black stains of coal dust that no amount of scrubbing can lift. You want the spade. Not the gold you see in the dream, but the real...

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