The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The gavel struck the mahogany block with a sharp, wooden finality that echoed through the high-ceilinged chamber, a sound that seemed to fracture the air itself. Eleanor Vance stood at the center of the room, her posture rigid, her fingers curled tightly around the handle of a small, iron-bound case. The wood of the case was scarred, worn smooth by years of handling, and in that moment, it felt...

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