The Wistful Saga
Do you remember the weight of a name before it is spoken? Chapter One Eamon Brennan stood at the threshold of the dialysis center, the heatwave pressing against the glass like a physical hand. He was thirty-two, a border constable with a pension fund that bled management fees faster than he could earn them. He needed the forger, a local man named Colm, arrested to secure his record before the...
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