The Wistful Mirror

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The ink on the ledger was still wet when Elias Vane stepped into the administrative hall of the Iron Spire, the mist of the valley pressing against the high, narrow windows like a living thing. He was thirty years old, sharp-featured and light on his feet, a man who treated the rigid bureaucracy of the Bureau as a game he was destined to win. His goal was simple and urgent: the position of High...

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