The Wistful Skyline

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The mud of the Sussex lane had turned to a thick, sucking clay by the time Elias Thorne reached the iron gates of Blackwood Manor, a place that smelled of wet rot and old blood. He was forty years old, a sergeant in the King’s Guard, though the King’s own tribunal had branded him a deserter three weeks prior, a label that sat on his chest like a stone, heavy and cold. He wanted only to reach...

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