The Wistful Throne

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The theodolite trembled in Elias Thorne’s hands, a violent shudder that matched the sudden drop in barometric pressure. "It’s moving," Clara said, her voice tight, cutting through the low moan of the wind off the ridge. "The station point is drifting, Elias. Or you are." Elias did not look at her. He looked at the horizon, where the mist had thinned to a gray gauze, and there, ten paces behind...

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