The Wistful Skyline

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The ledger was flawless, Elias knew it was flawless, and that was precisely why it would be discarded. "Here it is, Magistrate," Elias said, sliding the leather-bound volume across the oak desk. The wood was scarred with the ghostly imprints of centuries of inkwells and quills, a texture that felt like dried skin under his fingertips. The air in the study smelled of stale pipe tobacco and the...

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