The Faded Quadrant

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2026-08-22 20:00:10 -

Thorne. The name was not a summons but a strike, a dry crack of wood against the desk that sent the quill skittering across the parchment. Elias looked up, his right hand hovering over the ledger, the tremor in his fingers making the ink blotch into a dark, spreading stain. Brother Malachi stood over him, his shadow falling across the open pages, a block of wool and authority that smelled of...

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