The Martyr's Zenith

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The air in Paris in 1793 was a thick mixture of gunpowder, sewage, and the electric, terrifying scent of blood. Julian stood in the center of the Place de la Révolution, his gaze fixed on the towering silhouette of the guillotine. He was a man of the future, a lawyer who had spent his life defending the voiceless, and he had come to this era not to survive, but to prove that the law could be a...

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