The Wistful Skyline
The cart wheels grind against the cobblestones of the high street, a sound like teeth grinding in a fever dream, and you feel the vibration travel up through the axle, into the iron-shod tires, and finally into the soles of your boots, a tremor that you mistake for your own heartbeat. You are Professor Elias Thorne, or at least you are the man who believes he is, a scholar of jurisprudence who...
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