The Wistful Letter

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The letter lay on the desk, the ink still wet, the paper smelling of iron and damp wool. Sergeant Elias Thorne read it twice, the words blurring under the low, subsonic hum that had become his constant companion. The commission was revoked. Effective immediately. He set the paper down, his hands trembling not from fear, but from the searing heat radiating from the rusted iron key in his pocket....

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