The Wistful Skyline

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The wind off the plains did not howl; it hummed, a low-frequency vibration that Elias Thorne felt in his molars before he heard it in his ears. He stood at the northern checkpoint, his breath pluming in the frigid November air, twelve years of service etched into the gray lines around his mouth and the permanent squint of his eyes. In three days, mandatory retirement would strip him of his...

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