The Faded Frontier

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Elias, the clerk cried out from the upper landing, his voice cracking in the damp air, you are bleeding upon the velvet again. The boy’s shout echoed off the stone walls of the cellar, a harsh, jagged sound that cut through the rhythmic snip of the shears, and Elias did not look up, his eyes fixed on the torn hem of the cloak where a fresh smear of crimson had bloomed against the deep purple...

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