The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The paper was thin, brittle, and smelled of damp ink. You held it up to the light of the shop window, the morning gray pressing against the glass, and read the municipal seal stamped in red wax. It was a decree. No signature, just the date and the clerk’s initial. Your hands trembled, not from cold, but from the sudden, heavy weight of the document in your grip. It banned all independent bakers...

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