The Wistful Silence

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The quill lay heavy in Elias Thorne’s hand, its tip dry against the parchment, waiting for ink that had not yet been applied. The air in the archive room was thick with the scent of decaying paper and cold stone, a dampness that settled deep into his joints. He was forty-two years old, three months from mandatory retirement, and the Royal Ledger sat open before him like a wound that refused to...

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