The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The mist in the valley of Oakhaven did not behave like water. It behaved like memory, thick and clinging, swallowing the spires of the old monastery and the jagged teeth of the surrounding cliffs until the world was reduced to a suffocating, grey silence. It was in this silence that Elara stood at the precipice of the undercroft, holding a bouquet of black thorns and pale, wilting lilies, the...

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