The Distant Promise

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The chisel bit into the limestone with a sound like a bone snapping, a sharp, wet crack that echoed off the damp walls of the guildhall cellar, and Elias Thorne did not flinch, for he had decided long ago that fear was a luxury he could not afford. His hands, steady and calloused from twenty years of shaping stone, guided the tool with the precision of a surgeon, though the air around him felt...

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