The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

Thorne. The name hangs in the air, sharp as a snapped twig. It is not called out with anger, but with the flat, administrative weight of a stamp hitting paper. You stand in the corridor of the Inquisition hall, your boots squeaking on the damp stone, the smell of wet wool and old ink pressing against your skin. You are Elias Thorne, thirty-two, a border warden for six years, and you are here to...

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