The Wistful Voyage
The ink on the first page of the ledger was still wet when Elias Thorne noticed the smell, a sharp, metallic tang like copper coins left in the rain, rising from the parchment itself. He was sitting in the dim, amber-lit office of the Meridian Insurance Company, a grand industrial edifice of glass and steel that had swallowed the old city blocks whole, and he was waiting for the quarterly audit...
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