The Wistful Crossroads

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The hall smelled of roasted duck and old stone. Captain Elias Thorne stood by the window. The glass was cold. He watched the rain. It hit the glass. It ran down. It made lines. "Drink, Elias," said Lord Pemberton. He held a glass. The wine was dark. It looked like blood. "It is a good vintage." Elias took the glass. He did not drink. He held it. The liquid sloshed. It spilled over. It dropped...

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