The Memory Trader
In the city of Aethelgard, emotions were not felt; they were traded. They were distilled into shimmering vials of liquid light and sold in the high-markets of the Upper District. Nostalgia was the most expensive, a pale blue essence that allowed the buyer to relive a moment of pure, untainted joy. S was a Master Trader of Nostalgia. She was a woman of crystalline precision, her heart a vault of...
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