The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The letter sat on the desk, its wax seal cracked. Master Aldric did not open it. He knew what it said. The ink was dry, but the words were still wet with accusation. Outside the high, narrow window, the autumn rain lashed the stone walls of the Inquisitorial Hall. It was a sound like static, like the world trying to find a frequency it had lost. Aldric was old. His knees ached when the damp...

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