The Wistful Incense

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The rain in Oakhaven did not fall; it hovered, a fine, persistent mist that settled into the pores of the skin and the rust of the iron gates. Captain Elias Thorne stood at the threshold of the parish hall, his uniform crisp and unwrinkled, a sharp contrast to the damp, gray world beyond. He was a man of geometry and order, a soldier who had found his battlefield in the quiet, suffocating...

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