The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The rain in Sector Four did not fall; it hung. It was a grey curtain of mist that clung to the uniform of Sergeant Elias Thorne, soaking through the wool and settling into the bones. Elias walked the perimeter of the Detention Center, his boots sinking slightly into the wet asphalt. He was not alone. Beside him walked a shadow, not of darkness, but of presence. It was the shape of a boy, no...

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