The Wistful Incense

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The helicopter banked hard over the grey water. Rain lashed the glass. Elias gripped the metal frame. His knuckles were white. He was a captain. He had served twenty years. He had seen men die in deserts and cities. He had not seen water move like that. Below them, the city sprawled. It was a place of power. The palace sat on the hill. It was new. Concrete and glass. It looked like a machine....

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