The Wistful Witness

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The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a heavy, gray curtain that obscured the ridge and turned the mud into a slick, black mirror. Elias Thorne stood at the edge of the clearing, his boots sinking into the soft earth, the weight of the rifle on his back a familiar anchor to a world that had become increasingly slippery under his feet. He was a man who had spent twenty years...

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