The Wistful Skyline

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The tax collector’s office in Oros hummed with the low, persistent friction of paper against slate, a sound like dry leaves scraping across stone in the deep winter of the fourth year of the reign. I sat at the desk, my hands trembling not from the cold that seeped up through the flagstones, but from the ink that had begun to bleed, not in the usual way of wet pigment on papyrus, but in a slow,...

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