The Distant Summer

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2026-08-17 16:43:16 -

The ink on the parchment was still wet, shimmering with a viscous, oily sheen that defied the dry, dust-choked air of the High Court’s upper gallery, and Elias Thorne stood motionless, his fingers wrapped so tightly around the edges of the scroll that the knuckles turned a bruised purple, mirroring the twilight bleeding through the stained glass windows. He was a man who had built his life on...

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