The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The bell did not ring. It shattered. The sound was not a note. It was a wound in the air. Glass sprayed across the cobblestones of the High Court square like frozen rain. People screamed. The sky turned the color of old bruise-plum. Then, silence. A heavy, wet silence. Elias stood in the crowd. He was a finder of things. A seeker of the lost and the hidden. In this city of spires and fog, where...

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