The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The air in the Hall of Whispers did not smell of dust, as one might expect of a place so old it predated the concept of stone itself, but of ozone and wet iron, a scent that clung to the tongue like a half-remembered word. Elias Thorne stood at the center of the vast, circular chamber, his boots sinking slightly into the floor, which was not made of marble or tile, but of a substance that felt...

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