The Wistful Witness
The crystal chandeliers of the Department of Records’ Great Hall cast a fractured, prismatic light across the polished oak floor, illuminating the sea of tuxedos and gowns that had gathered to celebrate the department’s centennial, yet your eyes are fixed not on the glittering array of awards but on Julian Vane, who stands at the podium with the smug, mirrored confidence of a man who has...
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