The Wistful Incense

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The hammer hung heavy in Elias’s hand, its head stained with a rust that looked too much like old blood. He stood in the nave of St. Jude’s, the light filtering through the broken rose window in long, dusty beams that illuminated the motes dancing around his trembling fingers. He was fifty-four years old, a man who had built glass towers in cities that no longer existed, and now he was here, in...

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