The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

The train shudders through the dark, a rhythmic lurching that vibrates through the soles of my boots and into the marrow of my bones, carrying me north toward a frontier that feels less like a border and more like the edge of the world. I am Elias Thorne, a constable of the federal border, thirty-four years old, and I am clutching my late brother’s brass compass so tightly that the metal has...

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