The Distant Promise

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The vial was heavy, a cold weight of glass and mercury that Elias Thorne held in his palm as if it were a stolen child. The ink inside, a black so deep it seemed to swallow the candlelight, was the Ink of Binding. It was the only pigment in the Duke’s chancery that did not merely record, but witnessed. Elias, thirty-two, a scribe of low birth and long service, stood before the massive oak door...

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