The Wistful Incense

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The ink in my well is not black, but a deep, arterial red that darkens to obsidian only when it dries. I am Elias, thirty-two, a scribe in the King’s Chancery, and I want to keep my wife, Mara, alive. The uncanny element is my ink: it is mixed with my own blood, and every word I write burns a year off my life. The opposing force is the Chancery’s rigid audit, which demands perfect records. I...

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