The Wistful Witness

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The silver brooch did not shine, nor did it reflect the flickering tallow of the watchroom, but instead it seemed to absorb the light, humming with a cold static that prickled against Elias Thorne’s fingertips like the memory of a distant storm. He sat in the corner of the cramped office, a scribe for the City Watch, his quill hovering over a ledger of petty thefts, while the object lay on the...

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