The Wistful Voyage

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The stone of the County Gaol had a dampness that seemed to seep into the marrow, a cold that Elias Thorne had carried for twenty years of service but which today felt different, heavier, as if the building itself were holding its breath. He stood before the Magistrate, a man whose face was as pale and unlined as the parchment of the warrants he signed, and demanded the immediate execution of...

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