The Wistful Incense

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The fire did not start with a spark, but with a silence. It was a silence so profound it had weight, settling over the manor like a shroud of gray wool. Thomas stood in the center of the drawing room, the heat of the blaze licking at the soles of his shoes, and felt a strange, cold clarity in his mind. He was an exile in his own home, a stranger who had returned to claim a throne of ash. The...

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