The Faded Alibi
The rain in Oram tastes of iron and old pennies. You are Eleanor, thirty-two, a court scribe with ink permanently stained into the whorls of your fingerprints. Your husband, Kael, is in the debtors’ prison, and you have until noon to secure his release. The opposing force is the Shattered Mirror, a relic you hold that whispers lies. It claims Kael is innocent, but the High Judge sees only your...
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