The Wistful Witness

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The rain against the windowpane of the Ministry of War office was a relentless, rhythmic tapping that seemed to keep time with the slow, rattling breath of your mother, Eleanor, who lay in the bed across the street, her body wasting away in a room that smelled of antiseptic and stale lavender. You are Arthur Vane, a junior clerk of thirty-two years, and your life has narrowed to the precise...

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