The Wistful Witness

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The silver locket sat on the cold steel of the desk, a small, tarnished eye staring up at Elias Thorne as he scrubbed it with a soft cloth, his movements rhythmic and desperate. He was thirty-four years old, a junior archivist in the sub-basement of the Municipal Records Office, a man whose life had narrowed to the preservation of other people’s dead moments. Above him, the weight of the...

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