The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The rain in Vienna did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a cold, gray mist that soaked through Elias Thorne’s coat and settled into the bones of his thirty-two-year-old body. He stood on the cobblestones of the Graben, the wet stones slick under his shoes, and clutched a small glass vial against his chest as if it were a holy relic or a live grenade. The liquid inside was clear, viscous,...

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