The Faded Apartment

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The ledger lay open on the scarred oak table, the ink still wet in the column marked *Deducted: Unpaid Wages, E. Thorne*. Elias did not look at the numbers. He looked at the paper itself, a thin, flimsy thing that smelled of the damp cellar where the guild’s records were kept, a paper that held no weight, no warmth, no life, yet which held his entire future in its fragile, fibrous grip. He had...

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