The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The gate was broken, the steel bars twisted like dried roots, and the smell of burnt rubber and wet ash hung so thick in the air that Cecily Sedgwick tasted it on the back of her teeth. She stood at the threshold of Sector 4, her boots caked in mud and something darker, watching the smoke rise from the barricades she had spent the last six hours dismantling. Her promotion was three days away, a...

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