The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The rain fell in sheets. It hammered the tin roof of the outpost. Elias stood by the window. He held a pair of binoculars. They were brass. Heavy. Warm from his hands. He looked out. The fog was thick. It swallowed the valley. He saw nothing. He waited. He had been here for three years. The border was a line on a map. It was also a wall. It was also a gun. It was also a man. He was the man. He...

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