The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The silver locket sat in Elias Thorne’s palm, cold at first, then warming with a heat that seemed to rise from the metal itself rather than his skin. It was a small thing, no larger than a thimble, engraved with a pattern of thorns that looked less like decoration and more like a warning. He turned it over, the polished surface catching the gray light filtering through the manor’s dusty...

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