The Wistful Witness

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The air in the barracks was thick with the smell of damp wool and stale tobacco, a heavy, industrial haze that seemed to settle in the lungs of every man who entered the room. It was late autumn, the kind of gray, drizzling cold that seeped into the bones and made the joints ache with a dull, persistent throb. Captain Elias Thorne sat at the head of the long, scarred wooden table, his posture...

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