The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The rain hits the tin roof of the mill office like a handful of gravel. It is cold. You are shivering. The heat from the coal stove has died out an hour ago. You wrap your hands around your mug. The coffee is cold. It tastes of rust. You look at the man across from you. Thomas Bradshaw. He is a large man. His shoulders fill the narrow chair. He wears a suit that is too thin for this weather....

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