The Distant Journey

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The banquet hall smelled of roasted pheasant and old stone, a scent that clung to the wool of Sergeant Elias Thorne’s uniform like a second skin. He sat at the long oak table, his hands resting on the polished surface, fingers twitching slightly as if conducting an invisible orchestra of nerves. The room was alive with the clatter of silverware and the low hum of conversation, but for Elias,...

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