The Wistful Cipher

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The needle slipped through the wool of the tunic, pulling a thread tight, and Elias Thorne watched the blood bead on the fabric like a drop of rust. He was stitching the hem of his uniform, a task that required steady hands and a mind empty of thought, but the needle kept catching on the silver brooch pinned to his left lapel. It hummed, a low, grinding frequency that vibrated in his teeth, a...

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