The Wistful Dinner

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The rain had not stopped for three days. It drummed against the slate roof of the isolated manor, a rhythmic, drowning sound that seemed to sync with the thumping of Elias Thorne’s heart. He stood by the window, his hands clasped behind his back, staring out into the grey nothingness of the moor. He was a man built for order, a constable of the night watch, tasked with keeping the peace in a...

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