The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

You count the hours, one by one, as they stack up against the concrete wall of the checkpoint, each minute a distinct, heavy brick laid in the mortar of your twenty-two years of service. The heat is a physical weight, pressing down on the back of your neck, turning the air into a thick, stagnant soup that smells of diesel and dried sage. You are Elias Thorne, and you are waiting for the...

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