The Wistful Witness

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The rain had not stopped for three days, turning the basement of the old barracks into a cavern of dripping stone and damp wool. You sat in the corner, your back against the cold brick, listening to the water tick against the concrete floor. Beside you, Major Elias Thorne paced. He was a small man, dry as parchment, with eyes that seemed to look through you rather than at you. He had been your...

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