The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The left hand was a ruin of rusted iron and fused flesh, the knuckles locked in a permanent, jagged claw around the cold metal of the gate. Elias Thorne stood in the center of the living room, the floorboards groaning under the weight of his stillness, staring at the limb that had been his own until the accident at the border six months ago. The surgery had not saved the hand; it had merely...

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