The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The ink on your fingers has dried into a rust-colored stain that no amount of scrubbing can lift, a permanent mark of your labor in the High Court of Aethelgard. You are Elara, thirty-two years old, a scribe of the fourth rank, and your hands shake as you grind the pigments, the rhythmic scraping of the muller against the slate the only sound in the cramped office. The air here is thick, not...

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