The Wistful Incense

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The air in Sub-Basement 4 was not merely stale; it was a physical weight, a thick, amber suspension of dust and old paper that settled in the lungs like silt. Elias Thorne adjusted the collar of his grey cardigan, the wool chafing against a neck that felt perpetually raw from the dry heat of the archival lamps, and stared at the manuscript resting on the steel table before him. It was his...

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