The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The silver clasp in Elias’s hand was cracked down the middle, a fracture so fine it looked like a vein of ice running through the metal. He weighed it against the frozen wind, turning it over and over, feeling the jagged edge catch on his thumb. It was worth nothing to a jeweler, perhaps two pennies for the silver content, but to him it was the only proof that he had ever belonged to the court...

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