The Faded Frontier

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The iridescence began at the knuckles, a thin, oily film that caught the gaslight and fractured it into sickly greens and violets, coating Elias Thorne’s fingers as he wove the warp threads with a precision that belied the tremor in his wrist. He did not wipe it away; he knew that if he rubbed the skin, the substance would not smear like oil or sweat, but would harden into shards of brittle,...

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