The Wistful Incense

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The document is signed, Elias. Clara’s voice came from the hallway, flat and administrative, cutting through the stale air of the apartment. She did not wait for an answer. The smell of her perfume, a sharp, synthetic jasmine that clashed with the dust and old paper, drifted in before she did. Elias sat at his desk, the magnifying lamp casting a harsh, yellow cone over the manuscript. He was...

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