The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a gray, suffocating curtain that turned the Cascade foothills into a landscape of blurred, drowning shadows. Elias Thorne gripped the steering wheel of his timber truck, the leather worn smooth by twenty years of grip and sweat, his knuckles white against the dark. He was driving toward the end of the world, or at least the end of the road,...

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