The Faded Chronicle

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The ink was still wet on the parchment when the Guild Master’s clerk slammed the counter, the sound sharp as a crack in bone. "It is done, Elara. The estate is claimed by the Guild of Scribes. Your father’s debts are cleared, and your brother is free. Sign here to acknowledge the transfer." I looked at the document, a forgery so blatant it made my stomach turn, but the clerk’s eyes were hard,...

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