The Wistful Witness
The rain in the barracks of the King’s Guard did not wash the world clean; it merely turned the mud into a slurry that sucked at the boots of every man who walked the yard. Sergeant Elias Thorne, thirty-two years old and hollowed out by a debt that grew faster than his wages, stood before the desk of Captain Aldous Vane. Elias wanted his pension, the specific sum owed for the gash on his...
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