The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a suspended grey curtain that smelled of wet asphalt and old iron, while Sergeant Elias Thorne pressed his shoulder against the heavy oak door of the community center, the wood splintering under the weight of his desperation and the accumulated years of service that had calcified in his spine. Inside, the fluorescent lights buzzed with a low,...

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