The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The coat was red. It was a bright, aggressive red that seemed to bleed into the gray mud of the road, a color that did not belong to the world of rationed wool and faded tweed. Thomas stood at the edge of the clearing, his small hands gripping the strap of his rucksack, watching the figure in the red coat walk away into the treeline. He did not know the name of the man. He did not know why the...

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