The Wistful Witness

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The petition was denied before I finished speaking. The High Inquisitor did not look up from his ledger. He sat in the shadow of the vault, a man composed of angles and cold silence. I stood there, my hands trembling not from fear, but from the weight of the sword I no longer carried. "You seek a cursed thing," he said, his voice flat as a stone dropped in a well. "You seek to drag a dead man’s...

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