The Wistful Throne

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Elara, Thomas called out, his voice thin and reedy against the howling wind that had suddenly seized the library, drop the quill before you break your wrist. The command was not a request but a plea, born of a man who had spent forty years cataloguing the silence of Aethelgard’s archives and now watched the ink in the scribe’s hand freeze into black glass. Elara did not drop it. She held the...

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