The Faded Chronicle

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The pen in Elias Thorne’s hand was a standard issue ballpoint, blue ink, the kind the Department bought by the crate for two dollars and fifty cents each, a price that had not changed in six years despite the rising cost of everything else. He held it with a grip that had gone white-knuckled, the plastic casing cold against his palm, staring at the sheet of paper that sat on the desk before...

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