The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The ink bled into the parchment like a bruise spreading under skin, a dark and viscous thing that defied the careful geometry of the scribe’s hand. Julian stood in the center of the High Archive, the air thick with the scent of dried lilies and old dust, his fingers trembling not from the cold that seeped through the stone floors, but from the terrible, heavy silence that had settled over the...

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