The Faded River

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The Faded River

The letter lay on the workbench, its edges curling slightly from the damp air of the mill. It was a notice of default, printed in cold, precise type, signed by Mr. Aldous, the bank manager. Elias Thorne picked it up. The paper was light, lighter than the heavy iron weights he used to press the vats, but it felt heavier than anything he had carried in twenty years. He read the date. Friday. Two...

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