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Elias looked back at the image of the mountain pitch. He noticed something he’d missed before. In the bottom right corner of the field, there was a shadow. It was shaped like a player in mid-sprint, but there was no person there to cast it.

Some stories weren't meant to be read. They were meant to be chased. File: Soccer.Story.zip ...

He looked at his calendar. The coordinates were only six hours away by train. Most scouts looked for talent; Elias felt like he was being hunted by it. He closed his laptop, grabbed his coat, and deleted the email. Elias looked back at the image of the mountain pitch

He opened the image first. It was a drone shot of a pitch carved into the side of a mountain, surrounded by mist. The grass was an impossible, glowing emerald. There were no stands, just a sheer drop into a valley. It was shaped like a player in mid-sprint,