The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The rain in Harrow’s End doesn’t wash things clean; it just makes the mud stick to your boots a little deeper. I drove the patrol car down Main Street, the wipers beating a dull, rhythmic thud against the windshield, and I watched the town bleed its color into the gray afternoon. My name is Silas, and I have worn the badge for twenty years, long enough to know that the uniform doesn’t make you...

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