The Wistful Letter

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The rain did not fall so much as it was exhaled by the grey, swollen belly of the sky, a persistent, wet sigh that soaked into the wool of Elias Thorne’s coat and settled deep in his bones, a chill that no amount of walking could shake from his marrow. He walked with a purpose that was indistinguishable from panic, his footsteps slapping against the wet asphalt of the empty highway, a rhythmic...

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