The Distant Affair

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The rain slicked the flagstones of the nave, turning the grey light of the morning into a bruised smear against the ancient glass. I stood at the base of the scaffold, my hands wrapped in leather so thick it felt like a second skin, and watched the Guild Master’s carriage rattle away from the cathedral doors. He had left with a warning, his voice crisp and cold as the stone I cut. The spire was...

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