The Wistful Witness

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The mud on the parapet of Varenna was cold and slick, a slurry of earth and blood that sucked at Elias Thorne’s boots with every step. He stood forty-two years old, a master sergeant of the city guard, watching the dawn fail to break through the grey miasma that hung low over the besieged walls. His desire was singular and consuming: to move his wife, Elara, and their infant son through the...

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