The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The emerald brooch sat in Arthur Vane’s palm, its cold weight a familiar anchor against the erratic pulse of his wrist. It was a jagged thing, cut from a single stone that had been in the family for three generations, and he rubbed his thumb over the prong that held the largest facet. The factory floor below him hummed with the low, droning thrum of the looms, a sound that had been his...

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