The Wistful Silence

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The parchment was thin, brittle as winter skin, and smelled of the damp cellar where it had been stored for three days. Elias Thorne held it by the edge, his fingers stained with the black ink of his own labor, and read the seal of the High Inquisitor. The document was a rejection. It did not deny the cracks; it denied the cause. It labeled the structural weakness of the Whispering Wall not a...

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