The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The dream always began with the sound of the brass catching the light, a sharp, blinding flare that cut through the grey mist of his sleep. Thomas Vane woke with his hand already reaching for the pocket of his nightshirt, a habit so ingrained it had outlived the war that had carved it into his muscle memory. He was lying in the narrow bed of the small, damp cottage at the edge of the industrial...

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