The Wistful Mirror
The ledger of the Thorne Ironworks, 1908 to 1911, weighed four pounds and three ounces in Elias Thorne’s hands, a dead weight of ink and ambition that pressed against his palms as he counted the hours remaining until the ink in his well would dry. He was forty years old, and the cough that had started as a dry tick in the autumn of 1910 now lived in his chest like a second, malicious organ, a...
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