The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The first thing Elias Thorne counted was the hours, then the coins, then the missing widows. It was a Tuesday in November, 1899, and the air in the administrative offices of the Ironclad Naval Yard tasted of sulfur and stale tobacco. Thorne, thirty-four years old and thin as a whetstone, sat at a desk that smelled of varnish and decay, his uniform hanging loose on his emaciated frame. He was...

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