The Faded Frontier

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The letter lay on the oak desk, its edges curling like burnt skin, and I read the date three times to ensure the ink had not shifted while my eyes were closed: October 14, 1893. It was a summons, signed in a hand that trembled with the same palsy that now made my fingers itch and ache, a physical reminder that the body is a vessel with a finite capacity for holding what the mind demands. I...

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