The Wistful Incense

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2026-08-19 10:17:13 -

You arrive at the Ministry of Records on a Tuesday that tastes of rain and old paper. The building is a monolith of gray stone, its windows like milky eyes staring blankly into the fog. You are the new archivist, a role that sounds more dignified than it is, and you know it. Your predecessor, a man named Silas who smelled of gin and regret, has vanished. They do not say he was fired. They say...

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