The Pale Echo
The ledger is missing, Elias. Do you understand the weight of what you are holding in your hands? It is not merely paper; it is the Crown’s memory, and it is gone. I stood in the vault, the air thick with the scent of damp limestone and old iron, and listened to Director Halloway’s voice echo from the shadows. It was a strange sound, detached from any single mouth, bouncing off the curved stone...
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