The Wistful Throne

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The roof collapsed. It did not fall slowly. It snapped. A sound like a bone breaking, loud and dry, tore through the quiet of the house. Dust plumed into the air. Then the weight. The great oak beams, black with age, crashed down. Silence followed. Elias coughed. He wiped black powder from his lips. His left hand trembled. He looked at it. The fingers were curled. They would not straighten. He...

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