The Faded Frontier

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The air in the basement laboratory tasted of copper and ozone, a metallic tang that coated the back of your throat and refused to leave. You, Elias Thorne, stood before the glass beakers, your hands trembling not from cold, but from the desperate, vibrating energy of the electric grid humming through the walls of your Leeds home. It was November of 1912, and the frost was creeping up from the...

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