The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The fog that rolled in off the harbor did not merely obscure the view of the breakwater; it seemed to erode the very architecture of the city, dissolving the sharp edges of the iron railings and the gas lamps into a gray, breathing smear. Elias Thorne stood at the threshold of the Grand Hall of the Municipal Exchange, his hand resting on the cold brass of the door handle, feeling the vibration...

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