The Wistful Crossroads

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The rain in the city did not fall so much as it hung, a suspended grey curtain that blurred the edges of the world until the streets of London looked like the wet, dissolving dreams of a dying man. Sergeant Elias Thorne stood in the center of the intersection at Piccadilly Circus, his uniform dark and heavy with moisture, his badge a cold, circular eye pinned to his chest that seemed to weep in...

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