The Faded Quadrant

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The cold bit into the knuckles of Elias Thorne, a glazier of forty-two years, as he pressed the diamond tip against the sheet of cobalt glass. The winter solstice was three days away, and the window for Lord Vane’s chapel was still half-empty. Elias wanted to finish it. He wanted the lead cames to sit flush, the colors to sing in the dim light of the nave, and he wanted the final payment that...

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