The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The rain in London did not fall so much as it hung, a suspended grey curtain that turned the gaslight of 1893 into bleeding halos on the wet cobblestones, and Elias Thorne stood in the center of this deluge, his collar turned up against the chill, listening to the voices that only he could hear. They were memory-echoes, the police called it a symptom of his nervous breakdown, but Elias knew...

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