The Faded Frontier

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The rain hammered the roof of the rail car, a rhythmic, metallic drumming that matched the pounding in Elias Thorne’s head. He sat in the corner, knees drawn up, a stolen silver pocket watch clutched in his sweating palm. The face of the watch was cracked, a spiderweb fracture across the glass that bled light onto his dirty fingers. He needed the money. He needed to be anywhere but this...

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