The Wistful Skyline

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The air in the Atrium of the Silent Watch did not smell of incense or rot, but of ozone and the sharp, metallic tang of crushed thyme, a scent that seemed to vibrate against the teeth of those who entered. Here, in the hollowed-out center of the old stone keep, where the walls were not masonry but living, breathing bark that pulsed with a slow, arterial rhythm, Captain Elias Thorne stood with...

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