The Faded Frontier

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The hammer in my hand weighed more than it should have, the iron head black with old rust and the wood handle slick with sweat as I struck the glass face of the town hall’s grand chime, the first crack spider-webbing outward like a vein of blood under skin. I did not stop, my shoulder heaving with the effort of the swing, the noise of the shatter ringing in my ears louder than the silence that...

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