The Wistful Incense

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The rain did not fall so much as it hovered, a fine, grey mist that settled into the folds of the tunic and the cracks of the stone wall, carrying with it the scent of wet earth and the faint, acrid ghost of old smoke. Elias Thorne stood at the threshold of the abandoned chapel, his hand resting on the rough-hewn oak of the doorframe, feeling the wood’s chill seep into his palm like a slow,...

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