The Faded Frequency

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The letter lay upon the desk of the High Warden, a rectangular island of parchment in a sea of obsidian stone, and I held the quill with fingers that had long since forgotten how to tremble, for the trembling had moved inward, into the marrow where the cold of the tower lived. You asked me to write the account of my tenure, to explain the silence, to justify the breaking of the Glass Bell, but...

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