The Distant Affair

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The rusted key felt heavy in Elias’s palm, cold as a river stone. He stood before the iron gate, the chain thick and black with age, humming a low, sick note in the wind. Twenty years. Twenty years since his father, a sergeant with a jaw like granite, had vanished from the unit and left behind only this key and a silence that choked the household. Elias was thirty-four now, a sergeant himself,...

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