The Wistful Dinner
The train hissed through the valley like a wounded animal, spitting black smoke into the twilight that hung heavy and damp over the industrial sprawl of Ashworth County, carrying Sergeant Elias Thorne toward a destination he had dreaded since the first frost had settled on the iron rails. He sat in the corner of the second-class carriage, his uniform pressed to a sharpness that seemed almost...
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