The Wistful Throne

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The rain in Aethelgard did not fall so much as it was pressed down by the weight of the sky, a cold, relentless hammering against the slate of the Old Keep that turned the courtyard into a grey mirror of mud and stone. You are Elias Thorne, forty-two, and for the last twenty years you have worn the blue wool of the Border Patrol like a second skin, your spine straight, your eyes fixed on the...

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