The Wistful Incense

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The road to Oria was a ribbon of mud and sorrow, slick with the perpetual rain that fell from a sky the color of bruised iron. I walked with my head low, the weight of the bundle in my satchel pressing against my hip like a second, heavier heartbeat. I am Elias Thorne, forty-two years old, and a clerk who has spent the last decade scrubbing the filth of Lord Vane’s estate from my family’s name,...

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