The Distant Summer

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The air in the Hall of Whispers did not smell of rot, as one might expect of a place where the dead were kept for questioning, but of rosemary and old, dried lavender, a scent that clung to the velvet curtains like a persistent ghost. Captain Elias Thorne stood before the High Magistrate, his armor dented from the clash that had brought him to this gilded cage, his sword still humming with a...

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