The Wistful Throne

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The cart creaked under the weight of empty crates, a sound like a bone breaking in a dry season, as Elias Thorne drove it out of the market square and onto the cobbled lane that led down to the river. It was a Tuesday, though the day of the week felt irrelevant to the hollow ache in his chest, a sensation so specific and sharp it felt less like emotion and more like a surgical incision left...

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