The Golden Greenhouse

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The rain tasted of iron and old rust. Major Elias Thorne held the coat tight against his chest. It was a heavy thing, woolen and dark, smelling of pipe tobacco and damp earth. He had taken it from the dead man. The name tag was gone, washed away or picked off by scavengers. Only the coat remained. It fit him perfectly. Too perfectly. The sleeves did not need shortening. The collar sat exactly...

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