The Wistful Asylum

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The fog did not roll in; it sat upon the Vistula like a shroud weighted by iron, swallowing the bridge piers and the skeletal remains of the Ninth Division’s supply lines. I am Elias Thorne, quartermaster, and I have come to this frozen, silent stretch of river in November of 1943 to retrieve a single, missing object: the ledger of the Fourth Battalion. It is not merely a book of debts or...

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