The Distant Summer

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The lead line snapped with a sound like a bone breaking, and Elias Whitmore fell backward into the scaffolding, his hand slick with blood and red glass. He was thirty years old, a journeyman glazier in the walled city of Oakhaven, and he had spent the last six months restoring the great rose window of the Guild Hall. The glass was not ordinary; it was the legendary "living pane," a medieval...

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