The Wistful Incense

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2026-08-21 22:33:58 -

The hand remained. It stayed on the doorknob. The knuckles were white. The skin was tight. It did not let go. Elian stood in the hallway. He was twelve. He wore his best coat. It was too big. The sleeves covered his fingers. He looked at the hand. He knew the hand. It was his father’s hand. Or it was the hand of the man who wore his father’s face. The man was leaving. He was going to the Tower....

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