2 stories
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Thomas Paine
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373
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23 parts
A creeping dread settles over the colonies, not of redcoats and bayonets, but of a slow, suffocating despair. Paine’s words, meant to ignite... -
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Thomas Paine
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303
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21 parts
Dust motes dance in the perpetual twilight of shadowed rooms, each essay a chipped shard of glass reflecting a fractured past. The air hangs... -