The Wistful Witness

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2026-08-23 06:57:00 -

The seal was warm in my hands, a heavy disc of red wax that had just hardened around the impression of the Magistrate’s crest. I pressed it into the corner of the parchment, feeling the slight give of the soft clay before it set, a small, tactile confirmation that the document was now official. Outside the window of the clerk’s office, the autumn wind stripped the last brown leaves from the...

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