The Golden Downtown

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The dream began not with light but with the heavy, wet weight of iron boots sinking into mud that smelled of old blood and crushed lavender, a sensory hallucination so vivid that Captain Elias Thorne woke with the taste of rust on his tongue and a phantom ache in his left knee that had not existed before he closed his eyes. He lay in the narrow cot of his quarters at the precinct’s annex, the...

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