The Wistful Skyline

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The royal seal is cold in your palm, its gold surface slick with the damp of the stone floor and the sweat of your own hands. You are thirty years old, a captain in the Duke’s guard, and you are holding the instrument of the city’s enslavement. The courtyard is silent, the kind of silence that precedes a storm or a scream, and you feel the weight of the metal pressing into the creases of your...

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