The Distant Affair

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The door to the scriptorium was not so much opened as it was released, the heavy oak groaning against stone with a sound like a joint twisting out of place, and Elias Thorne stepped across the threshold into a silence so profound it had weight, pressing against his eardrums until the air in his lungs felt thick as wet wool. He had walked for nine days from the capital, his boots worn through to...

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