The Wistful Campus
The transfer request form lay on the desk, a sheet of heavy cream stock that felt absurdly formal against the scarred wood of Elias Thorne’s workstation. He had signed it three times, his handwriting cramped and precise, the ink still wet when Major Halloway had swept it into his wastebasket without a glance. "Unresolved conduct issues, Elias," Halloway had said, his voice a flat, bureaucratic...
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