The Wistful Skyline
14 November 1892 "You are wasting your time, Sergeant. The wind does not care for your arithmetic." Private Miller did not look up from his ledger. He was scratching a number into the column for barometric pressure, his quill moving with the mechanical precision of a metronome. I stood behind him, holding a brass instrument that cost more than his annual wage, and waited for him to acknowledge...
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