The Wistful Incense

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2026-08-20 14:19:05 -

The rain did not fall so much as it was exhaled by the sky, a persistent, gray sigh that coated the glass of the atrium in a fine, cold mist. I stood in the center of the Hall of Records, my boots sinking slightly into the damp wool of the carpet, watching the water trace erratic paths down the panes of the great window that looked out over the city. To the untrained eye, this was merely a...

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