The Distant Legend

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The iron bell of the Inquisition’s office rang not with a clang, but with a low, resonant hum that vibrated in the marrow of Elias Thorne’s teeth. He stood in the center of the stone floor, his hands bound behind his back with cords of woven steel, while the air around him tasted of ozone and burnt sage. This was not a courtroom, nor a prison, but the Sanctum of Inquiry, a place where the laws...

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