The Wistful Witness

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The ink was still wet when the bells began to toll, a heavy, brass sound that seemed to vibrate through the floorboards of the Archive and settle in my teeth. I looked up from the ledger, my quill poised above a line of figures that no longer made sense. The air in the room was thick with the smell of rotting parchment and the damp chill that seeped up from the cellars, where the oldest records...

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