The Wistful Cipher

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The sword hit the shield. Sparks flew. Not fire. Just light. Fast. Gone. Captain Elias Thorne held his ground. His boots gripped the cobblestones. They were slick. Rain. Always rain in this city. The sky was a bruised purple. The crowd watched. Silent. Eyes wide. He was a detective. Or he had been. Now he was a soldier. The distinction blurred. The city needed order. The city was sick. His...

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