The Wistful Throne

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You are Elias Thorne, and you are late. The air in the corridor tastes of wet limestone and old paper, a dry, choking scent that coats the back of your throat. You press your palm against the oak door of Director Halloway’s office. It does not open. You knock, a sharp, percussive rhythm that echoes off the vaulted ceiling. "It is past midnight, Elias." Halloway’s voice comes through the wood,...

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