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... p> Jack sat alone in his study with the window unlatched to the brisk air.
The desk before him was crowded with wax-stubbed candles, a pair of brass dividers, and a leather-bound ledger whose pages smelled of ink and old sun.
His fingers had smudged black along the edges from turning page after page. Names. Occupations. Household counts. Streets and alleys labeled in tight clerk’s hand. Four thousand, one hundred and seventeen lives inked into tidy rows.
Seraphina stood a ...
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