The Wistful Incense

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The fog in St. Jude’s Guild does not merely obscure; it devours, a thick, gray maw that swallows the cobblestones and the spires alike, leaving only the scent of wet ash and old secrets hanging in the stagnant air. You are Elias, a man of forty winters, your hands stained permanently with the charcoal dust of your trade, and you stand before the Great Hall’s iron gates, clutching the small,...

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