The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The bell tolled once. Then it stopped. Silence rushed into the chapel. It filled the stone. It pressed against the glass. Thomas sat alone. He was a soldier. Or he had been. Now he was a ghost. He looked at his hands. They were steady. They were pale. They were not his own. They were made of light. They were made of memory. The chapel was not a chapel. It was a place between. It was the space...

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