The Distant Legend

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The ink was drying on the ledger when the Minister’s shadow fell across my desk. I looked up, my hand still stained black, and found him staring at the three volumes tucked into my waistcoat. "You have a habit of hiding things, Elias," he said. His voice was dry, like paper tearing. "In this Ministry, we do not hide. We preserve. Or we erase." I kept my eyes on the ledger. The leather binding...

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