The Wistful Crossroads

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The ledger of the realm’s boundaries required three hundred and twelve hours of precise, unbroken labor, a calculation Elias Thorne had performed for the last three years with the grim arithmetic of a man counting down to his own execution. The workshop smelled of iron gall ink and dried lavender, a scent that had long since seeped into the grain of the oak tables and the pores of his skin, but...

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