The Faded River

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The Faded River

The boiler pressure was too high, and the gauge needle trembled against the red line like a finger pressing into a bruise. Elias Thorne did not look up from the firebox door, his shovel resting against the soot-blackened iron, while the sound of the ice cracking beneath the *Ironclad* echoed through the deck planks with a wet, skeletal snap that silenced the crew. He had been standing on the...

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