The Wistful Incense

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The ink had already begun to bleed into the parchment, a dark, viscous tide that swallowed the edges of the decree with a silence so profound it felt like a physical weight pressing against the eardrums. Elias Thorne did not look up from the desk; he knew that if he raised his eyes, he would see the faces of the court, those hollowed-out masks of judgment that had defined his life for the last...

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