The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The rain in the city did not fall so much as it hung, a suspended gray curtain that blotted out the sun and turned the wet asphalt into a mirror of fractured lights. Elias Thorne stood on the corner of Fifth and Main, his hands buried deep in the pockets of his wool coat, feeling the cold seep through the fabric like a slow, liquid poison. He was a man who had spent thirty years trying to build...

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