The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The rain had not stopped for forty days, a grey and unceasing curtain that turned the cobblestones of the lower city into a slick, reflective mirror, and it was in this damp, suffocating twilight that Elias Thorne found himself standing before the heavy oak doors of the Magistrate’s Hall, his hands wrapped tightly around a leather satchel that contained not gold, but the last remaining sketches...

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