The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The rain did not fall so much as it hung, a suspended gray veil that blurred the edges of the world. Inside the small, rented room that smelled of damp wool and old coffee, Elias sat on the edge of the bed, his hands resting on his knees, fingers laced tight until the knuckles turned white. He was a man who had spent thirty years wearing a badge, a man who had learned to read the...

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