The Faded Frontier

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The memo from the Regional Directorate sat on the kitchen table, its paper thin and yellowed, the ink smudged where a thumb had pressed it. Elias Thorne read it for the third time, the words blurring into a single, jagged line of bureaucratic intent: *Immediate removal of the courtyard oak due to structural instability and safety hazard.* He was forty-five, a man who had spent twenty years...

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