The Wistful Incense

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The rain in the industrial district of New Caledonia did not fall so much as it hung, a thick, grey curtain of steam and soot that obscured the jagged skyline of the foundries and the skeletal arms of the cranes, while Sergeant Elias Thorne stood at the edge of the abandoned textile mill, his breath visible in the damp air, his eyes scanning the wet, slick cobblestones for any sign of the...

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