The Faded Quadrant

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The banquet hall smelled of roasted pork and stale fear. You sat at the head of the long oak table, your hands trembling beneath the linen napkin, while Mayor Aldous Vane spoke of civic duty and the purity of Oakhaven. He called you a coward, Elias Thorne, a magistrate who harbored a wraith in the old mill. The accusation hung in the air, thick as the fog pressing against the stained-glass...

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