The Distant Promise

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The cellar smelled of wet stone and old iron, a scent that Elias Thorne had spent forty years trying to scrub from his skin. It was the smell of duty, or so he had told himself when he first put on the uniform, but now, in the damp dark beneath the city, it smelled of rot. The city above was asleep, a sprawling tapestry of gaslight and shadow that stretched out toward the horizon, but down...

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