The Faded Frontier

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The wind did not blow through the hollowed-out bellows of the administrative tower; it pushed, a heavy, wet hand against the rotting timbers, and in that push, Elias Thorne heard the name of his brother, Julian, spoken in a voice that sounded like dry leaves skittering over gravel. Elias stood alone in the uppermost office, the air thick with the scent of mildew and old iron, his...

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