The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The banquet hall of the Archive smelled of stale lavender and old paper, a scent that clung to the tongue like a bad taste, and in the center of the long oak table, Elias Thorne sat with his fingers drumming a frantic, irregular rhythm against the polished wood, his eyes fixed not on the feast before him but on the ink-stained hand of the woman sitting across from him. She was reading a ledger,...

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