The Wistful Dinner

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The iron gate did not groan. It hummed. A low, tectonic vibration that traveled up through the soles of Thomas’s boots and into his marrow. He stood before the estate of Blackwood Manor. The fog was thick, not the wet kind that soaks, but a dry, static charge that made the hair on his arms stand up. He was a soldier. Or he had been. The distinction was becoming blurry, like ink in water. His...

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