The Wistful Throne

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The frost did not creep so much as it settled, a heavy, white silence that began at the toes and climbed the shins with the slow, deliberate patience of a spider weaving its final web in the corner of the cell. Elias Thorne, whose hands had once moved with the fluid grace of a master scribe, now trembled so violently that the iron bars of his confinement rattled against the stone floor, a sound...

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