The Faded Quadrant

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The fog did not roll in; it materialized, a thick, gray wall that swallowed the riverbank and the watchtower in a single, suffocating breath. I am Elias Thorne, thirty-two, and I have spent the last three months staring at the glass of the small mirror in the corner of my cell, waiting for the other man to make a move. He is always there, the Gray Man, a spectral duplicate of myself who lags...

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