The Wistful Witness

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The ledger showed three hundred and twelve pounds owed, a sum that had not existed six hours prior. Elias Thorne ran his thumb over the cold, wet stone of the barracks wall, feeling the dampness seep into the skin of his hand like a slow, gray stain. He was a Sergeant of the Guard, thirty-two years old, and his hands were trembling, not from the biting cold of the 1893 winter, but from the...

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