The Wistful Throne

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The shattering of the sky over the ironworks was not a sound but a violent exhalation, a tearing of the atmospheric skin that left a raw, bleeding silence in its wake. Captain Elias Thorne stood on the catwalk of the Northgate Refinery, his boots planted firmly on the rusted grating, and watched as the horizon dissolved into a swirling vortex of violet and black. He held the mirror in his left...

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