The Wistful Skyline

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The iron gate did not groan so much as it exhaled, a long, rusted sigh that seemed to come from the earth itself rather than the hinges, and Sergeant Elias Thorne stood before it with his back straight, his hands trembling not from the November chill of 1912 but from the terrifying weight of the paper in his pocket. He was thirty-four years old, a man who had spent a decade enforcing the law in...

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