The Wistful Mountain

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The rain fell in sheets, turning the cobblestones of the Imperial Mint’s courtyard into a slick, black mirror. Elias Vane stood in the downpour, his coat heavy with water, clutching a brass compass that hummed against his palm with a low, subsonic vibration. He was thirty years old, a former clerk with ink-stained fingers and a hollow look in his eyes, and he wanted only one thing: his sister’s...

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