The Wistful Witness

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The promotion order lay on the stone table, its edges worn soft by the thumb of the clerk who had stamped it, the ink still faintly damp against the grain of the wood. I read the name, Thomas Bradshaw, Lieutenant, Imperial Guard, and then the clause that followed, the one that bound my future to the rigid spine of the hierarchy, a pension contingent upon five years of flawless service in the...

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