The Faded Frontier

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Chapter One Clifford Stroud, forty years old and currently bleeding into his boots, was the only man in the Fens who knew how to file a pension claim for a ghost. The heat in the counting room of the merchant house was a physical weight, pressing against the linoleum until the air itself seemed to liquefy. He sat on the edge of a wooden crate, his shoulder throbbing in time with the distant,...

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