The Wistful Mountain

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The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a grey suspension that turned the courtyard of Blackwood Hall into a mirror of wet stone and shifting shadows, and Elias Thorne stood in the center of it, his breath misting in the cold November night as he adjusted the brass theodolite with hands that refused to hold still. He was forty-two, a man whose life had been reduced to a series of...

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