The Faded Apartment

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The ledger was wrong by three pence, and I knew it before Thorne did. I sat in the municipal archive, the air thick with the scent of decaying paper and the stale sweat of men who had not seen sunlight in days. My hands trembled as I turned the page, the parchment cracking under my fingers like dry skin. It was a small thing, a discrepancy in the grain tax receipts for the northern district,...

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