The Wistful Skyline

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Thorne. The voice came from the guard’s radio, a crackle of static that sounded like dry leaves skittering over pavement. I looked up from the sheet of paper on my bunk. The ink was fresh, the letters sharp and black against the white of the prison-issue stationery. I had spent four hours tracing the pattern, my finger moving over the dots like a blind man reading the world. It wasn’t just a...

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