The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The chandelier in the hall of the Red Lion Hotel swayed with a faint, nauseating rhythm, casting long, shivering shadows across the faces of the men who had returned from the river. Elias Thorne sat rigid in his chair, the weight of his service medal digging a painful groove into his chest, while the clink of silverware against porcelain sounded like the snapping of dry twigs. He was...

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