The Faded Apartment

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The list was written in a hand so small it seemed to have been scratched by a needle rather than a quill, and Elias Thorne held it up to the slanting afternoon light that cut through the high, narrow windows of the Royal Archives, the dust motes swirling in the beam like suspended snow. He was forty years old, a clerk of the third rank, and in three days he would be retired, his pension...

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