The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The leather of the glove was black, polished to a high, deceptive sheen that seemed to absorb the dim light of the workshop. It sat on the workbench, a solitary object of terrible beauty, waiting for its fate. Elias Thorne, a man whose hands were mapped with the scars of a lifetime spent shaping wood and binding leather, stared at it. He had made it himself, in the quiet hours before dawn, when...

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