The Wistful Witness

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The summons came not as a whisper but as the sharp, metallic clang of a mallet against a trestle, a sound that cut through the damp chill of the cathedral’s nave like a blade through wet wool. "Elias," Corvinus called out, his voice flat and devoid of the warmth that might have softened the order, "you will cease your work and descend from the scaffolding immediately." Elias did not move his...

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