The Wistful Cipher

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The rain fell in sheets. It hit the pavement. It hissed. I stood still. My boots soaked. The water rose. It touched my shins. Cold. So cold. I looked up. The sky was black. No stars. No moon. Just the gray wash of the storm. I was wet. I was tired. I was alone. My name is Elias. I was a soldier. I am not now. I was a keeper of order. I am not now. I am a man in a house that breathes. The house...

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