The Wistful Skyline

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The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a suspended grey curtain that erased the horizon and turned the city into a labyrinth of wet stone and dying light, and through this damp veil walked Elias Thorne, his boots heavy with the mud of the streets he had sworn to keep clean, his shoulders hunched against a chill that seemed to originate not from the weather but from the hollow...

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