The Faded Quadrant

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The mortar was wet and cold, a slurry of lime and sand that smelled of damp earth and old pennies, and Elias Thorne stood in the center of Oakhaven Square with his boots sinking into the mud, watching the final beam of the bell tower snap with a sound like a gunshot in a library. The dust settled slowly, a grey cloud that hung in the air long after the crash, and beneath the rubble, the red...

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