The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The chisel bit into the mortar with a sound like a bone snapping, and Elias Thorne held the tool steady in his right hand, the vibration traveling up his forearm and settling in the ache of his elbow. He was forty-five years old, the Warden of Blackwood Prison, a stone fortress that had stood on the cliffs above the sea for three hundred years, and he had spent the last decade trying to make it...

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