The Faded Frontier

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Thorne. The name hung in the air, heavy and cold, as Silas set the letter on my workbench. I did not look up from the escapement I was filing. The sound of the file against the steel was a low, rhythmic rasp that filled the silence of the workshop, a sound I had come to prefer over speech. "Read it," Silas said. His voice was flat, stripped of its usual warmth. He stood by the door, his coat...

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