The Distant Summer

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2026-08-23 16:01:43 -

The ink in the Royal Ledger does not dry; it drinks. I know this because my hands are shaking, and the white at my temples has spread to my crown in a single week. I am thirty-two, a court scribe in the High Spire, and I have until dawn to finish the final volume. The Chancellor’s order is absolute. If the Ledger is not complete by the solstice, my pension is void, and I am dismissed into the...

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