The Wistful Dinner

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The frost bit at the edges of Elias Thorne’s vision, a sharp, crystalline pain that mirrored the ache in his chest. He sat on the ridge, his service cap pulled low, watching the breath of his horse plume into the thin, dead air of the tundra. The winter roads were closing, the snowpack growing too deep for any cart, yet Elias had no intention of returning to his post until the deed was done. He...

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