The Distant Legend
The scales in the Ministry’s records room had not been calibrated in three years, yet they measured the weight of a man’s life with terrifying precision. Elias Thorne stood before the clerk, a young man whose tie was knotted with the sterile efficiency of a surgical suture, and watched the final balance tip. Twenty-two years of service, reduced to a line item on a form stamped in red ink. The...
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