The Wistful Crossroads

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The leather of the gauntlet bit into Elias Thorne’s palm, a rough, familiar grit that grounded him as the cobblestones of Vael slicked with morning mist. He was not thinking of the thief, a minor larceny involving a purse of silver thimbles, but of the precise angle of his stride, the rhythmic thud of his boots against the stone, a metronome of order in a city that had grown soft and...

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