The Wistful Skyline

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The ink did not dry on the parchment; it seeped, a slow hemorrhage of black into the fibrous heart of the page, transforming the rigid characters of the law into something fluid and alive, something that breathed with the same rhythmic, tidal pull as the wind howling through the narrow, stone-walled streets of Oakhaven. Silas Thorne stood in the center of the square, the heavy oak shield...

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