The Wistful Incense

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The letter was sealed with red wax, the impression a crude, jagged star that looked less like a seal and more like a wound that had failed to close. Elias Thorne sat at his desk, the wood slick with a fine, salty film that no amount of polishing could remove, and watched the light from the high, barred windows shift from the pale gray of early morning to the bruised purple of late afternoon. He...

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