The Distant Summer

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2026-08-20 18:16:16 -

The ink was still wet on the ledger when the door burst open, shattering the sterile silence of the counting house with a violence that seemed to crack the very air. I did not look up from the columns of figures, my quill scratching a steady, rhythmic cadence against the paper, for I had long since learned that attention was a currency I could no longer afford to spend on the trivial chaos of...

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