The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The soup was thick. It sat in the iron pot on the stove. It boiled. Thomas watched it. He was a soldier. Or he had been. The uniform hung in the hall. The medals were gone. The house was cold. The year was 1899. The coal was cheap. The air was dirty. Thomas stirred the pot. He did not taste it. He only watched the bubbles. Pop. Pop. Pop. The door opened. It was not a knock. It was a crash....

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