The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The fog pressed against the glass, thick and grey, swallowing the streetlights outside until they were just smears of amber. Sergeant Elias Thorne sat in the chair, his hands resting on the table, trembling slightly. He was fifty-four, and the tremor was new, a betrayal of the body that had served for thirty years. The room was small, windowless save for that single pane, and the air tasted of...

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