The Faded Apartment

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The rain had been falling for three days, a steady, gray curtain that turned the world outside the high windows of the Spire into a smear of charcoal and mud. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of old paper and beeswax, a smell that Elias Thorne had associated with safety for forty years, until the moment the door opened and the silence broke. "You are dismissed," said Magistrate...

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