The Faded Frontier

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The river did not flow so much as it waited. Elias Thorne stood on the muddy bank, his boots sinking into the cold mud, and watched the water. It was a flat, gray sheet, unbroken by wind or current, holding the reflection of the sky with a stillness that felt like a held breath. He was forty-two, a senior surveyor for the Ministry of Reclamation, and his contract expired in three days. The...

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