The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The ledger had twelve pages left to count, and your fingers were already numb from the cold damp that seeped through the stone floor of the scribe’s room. You were twelve years old, Thomas, and you had three years of indenture left to serve, a debt paid in ink and silence rather than coin, but Magistrate Vane did not care for the nuance of guild law. He cared only for the ledger, which was your...

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