The Wistful Dinner

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The rain fell on the cobblestones of Oxford, cold and relentless. Elias Thorne walked with his head down. He was a scholar of old texts, a man who lived in the dust of libraries rather than the light of the sun. His coat was heavy. His boots were wet. He did not mind the discomfort. It grounded him. He was walking to the House of Blackwood. It stood on the edge of the city, where the modern...

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