The Distant Journey

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The summons came at dawn, a sharp rapping on the heavy oak door of my office, followed by the Minister’s voice, low and dry as parchment, calling my name. Elias Thorne. He did not shout, but the syllables hung in the stagnant air of the Ministry, weighted with the particular gravity of a man who had not slept. I was forty-two, a junior clerk in the Imperial Ministry of Grain, and for three...

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