The Wistful Throne

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The rain did not fall so much as it hung, a grey, suspended veil that erased the hard edges of the city and turned the industrial district into a smear of soot and wet brick, where Silas Vane sat in the narrow, windowless back room of the print shop, watching the ink dry on the page he had just set, a page that contained a single, repeated line of text that was slowly, invisibly, shattering his...

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