The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The ledger in the High Archive weighed as much as a child’s skull, bound in leather that had dried to the hardness of bone. Elara, twelve years old and thin as a reed, ran her finger along the column of inked figures, counting the days since the last entry had been made. There were forty-three days of silence, forty-three days since Lord Vane had sealed the chamber of the Great Astrolabe, and...

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