The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The train out of Oakhaven smelled of coal dust and wet wool, a heavy, industrial scent that clung to Elias Thorne’s uniform as he pressed his forehead against the cold glass, watching the city’s smokestacks blur into the gray morning. He was thirty years old, a sergeant with a restless intellect and a charm that he wielded like a weapon, and he was leaving his post, his badge, and the only life...

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