The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a suspended, silver curtain that separated the world of the living from the grey, mist-choked void beyond the treeline, where the ancient oaks stood like silent sentinels guarding the boundary between the tangible and the terrible. Sergeant Elias Thorne sat alone in the ruins of what had once been the watchtower of Blackwood Manor, his back...

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