The Faded Frontier

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The clipboard felt slick in your sweat, the paper warped by the damp air of the corridor. You held it tight, the edges digging into your palm, a familiar anchor in the shifting dark. Elias Thorne, forty-two, border warden for the last decade, stood at the threshold of the master bedroom, his left hand trembling not from cold, but from the weight of the thing growing within it. The survey was...

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