The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The stone in my pocket is cold, a jagged shard of the East Wing’s foundation that I chipped away with a chisel during the night shift. It presses against my thigh as I stand in the corridor, the silence of the Audit Office heavy with the dust of centuries. I am Elias Thorne, thirty-two, a junior clerk whose life has been reduced to a series of stamps and signatures, but tonight the walls are...

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