The Faded River

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The Faded River

The green stain on Elias Thorne’s thumb did not wash out. He scrubbed it with lye soap until his skin turned red and raw, but the bioluminescent algae from the River’s Breath clung to the whorls of his fingerprint like a second skin. He worked the river gate, a job that required a man who could lift heavy iron without complaint. Elias was thirty-two, broad-shouldered, and quiet. His father, old...

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