The Wistful Silence
Chapter One NOTICE: Contamination Warning. Car Three Sealed. Do Not Open. The paper smelled of damp wool and iron filings. I held it in my left hand, the one that trembled least, while the sleet hammered against the window of the signal box. It was a cold that bit through the wool, a physical weight that settled in the joints. I am Liv Moen. I know this because the conductor had checked my...
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