Sample V-03: The Dust of Memory

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The wind in Oakhaven didn't blow; it pushed, carrying the grit of a thousand failed harvests into every crack of the peeling white paint on the porch. Silas Vance sat on the steps, watching his father stumble out of the barn, a bottle of cheap rye clutched in a hand that had once been steady enough to strip a rifle in the dark. In his first life, Silas had been a military policeman in a jungle...

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