The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The rain lashed the cobblestones of King’s Cross like a thousand small fists. "You are late, Seraphine," the Captain said. He did not look up. His eyes were fixed on the map spread before him, a parchment yellowed by time and candle smoke. "I was waiting for the light to change," she replied. Her voice was low, steady. She stood in the doorway, water dripping from the hem of her cloak. The...

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