The Wistful Throne

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The coat was brown, once. That is what the town said, and what Elias remembered, though he could no longer find the shade in his memory, only the weight of it. It hung on the hook by the door of the small, drafty shop on Miller’s Lane, a garment that had seen more winters than the houses around it. The wool was thinning at the elbows, the lining peeling away in long, tattered strips that...

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