The Wistful Skyline

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The ledger in my hand weighed two pounds, a block of oak and vellum that smelled of damp cellar and old ink. I counted the entries for the third time, my finger tracing the indented lines where the Guildmaster had marked my petition as denied. Thirty-two years old, and I was still counting the hours I had spent begging for a seal that would not come. The air in the archive room was thick, not...

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