The Wistful Incense

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The silk handkerchief was bleeding. That was the first thing I noticed, not the blood, but the color, a bruised and violent magenta that seeped through the crisp, starched white fabric of my cuff as I stood in the center of the rotunda, holding my breath until my lungs screamed. The air in the Ministry of Public Record was thick, heavy with the scent of ozone and old paper, a suffocating...

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