The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

The ink on the parchment was still wet when the first drop of mist seeped through the crack in the window, a viscous, crimson bead that smelled of iron and old blood. Elias Thorne, Sergeant of the Third Company, watched it slide down the stone with the detached precision of a man who had already lost the memory of his childhood home in exchange for a bullet that missed his eye by an inch. He...

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