The Wistful Throne

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The rain lashed against the high, arched windows of the Ministry of Historical Records, a steady, rhythmic drumming that did little to mask the cold silence in the room. Elias stood before the desk of Director Vane, his hands clasped tightly enough to whiten the knuckles, holding a folder that contained the only thing he had left in this city: the pension claim for his late father, a man who...

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