The Faded Quadrant

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The soot had not merely settled on the windows of the Obsidian Atrium; it had seeped into the very marrow of the architecture, a black, viscous silence that swallowed the light of the gas lamps before it could even reach the polished obsidian floor where young Elias Thorne stood, his fingers trembling not from cold but from the terrifying, electric weight of the instrument cradled in his chest,...

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