The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The rain had been falling for three days, a steady, gray curtain that turned the world into a blur of wet slate and bruised purple leaves, and Elias Thorne stood at the edge of the county line where the paved road dissolved into a muddy track that wound through the dense, whispering pines of the northern ridge, his hand resting on the hilt of a sword that had not tasted blood in twenty years...

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