The Distant Promise

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The ink in the ledger did not dry; it breathed. Elias Vane, twelve years old and trembling with a cold that had settled deep into his marrow, stared at the page where the words *Distant Promise* had arranged themselves into a spiraling vortex, the letters shifting like living things beneath the gaslight of the Archivist’s study. He was a scribe of the fourth class, a position that meant little...

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