The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The rain hits the stone. It sounds like a drum. You are tired. Your hands shake. Not from the cold. From the waiting. "Is he coming?" you ask. Your brother, Thomas, looks at the door. He does not look at you. He looks at his boots. They are muddy. The mud is red. "He is late," Thomas says. His voice is flat. It is not late. It is early. You know this. You have watched the clock. The hands move...

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