The Wistful Mountain

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The stone was not merely cold; it was a silence that had waited three centuries to be broken, and it lay in the center of the cathedral’s nave like a sleeping beast of granite and regret. Elias Thorne, the archivist, stood before it, his breath fogging in the drafty air of the old chapel, watching the way the dust motes danced in the shaft of pale, early morning light that pierced the high...

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