The Wistful Incense

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The tin is dented. That is the first thing you notice, the way a bird notices a crack in the ice before it breaks. It sits on the steel desk of Sergeant Elias Thorne, a block of compressed charcoal and dried sage, wrapped in wax paper that smells of old smoke and regret. It is not a weapon. It is not a badge. But in the dim, humming light of the County Jail, it is the only thing that feels...

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