The Wistful Silence

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The stone floor of the antechamber was already gray powder, and Elias Vane stood in the center of it, his boots sinking into the ash that had been marble only an hour before. He did not look down. His eyes were fixed on the High Chancellor, Aldous Thorne, who sat behind a desk of black oak that remained stubbornly solid, a final island in a sea of decay. Elias had spent three years...

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