The Wistful Crossroads

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The pen had slipped from Elias’s fingers, leaving a long, wet smear of black ink across the top of his desk. He stared at the stain, watching it spread like a bruise under the fluorescent lights, the smell of wet paper and old fear rising from the blotter. Outside, the rain lashed against the window of the border station, a relentless, gray curtain that blurred the fence line where the world...

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