The Wistful Incense

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The match flared, a brief, violent star in the gloom, illuminating the damp brick and the man suspended in the chair. You did not blink. You held the match steady, your hand trembling only slightly, a vibration that traveled up your wrist and into your shoulder, a weight you had carried for twenty years in the service of the Inquisition. The light caught the face of Julian Thorne, the heretic,...

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