The Wistful Mountain

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The wind did not howl so much as it scraped, a dry, persistent friction against the exposed brick of the old signal station, a sound that had worn itself into the marrow of Elias Thorne’s bones over the three weeks he had spent in the cramped, windowless office at the top of the tower. He sat at the heavy oak desk, the wood scarred by decades of nicks and stains that mapped the lives of the men...

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