The Wistful Dinner

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The sky did not crack; it simply forgot how to hold its shape. It happened on a Tuesday, in the thin, grey light that usually precedes a storm in the Scottish Highlands, but this was no ordinary weather. The air turned thick, tasting of copper and old iron, a metallic tang that coated the back of Major Elias Thorne’s throat. He stood at the edge of the moor, his boots sinking into the sodden...

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