The Faded Frequency

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The ink is wet and the hand is not steady. I am Elias Thorne, forty-two, and I have served the Highland Corps for twenty years on this jagged ridge where the mist eats the light before it touches the ground. I write this to record the end of the cycle, or so I believe, though the belief tastes like copper in my mouth. The object is against my chest, a locket of tarnished silver, cold as river...

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