The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The dream began not with a sound, but with a taste, a metallic tang that coated the back of the tongue like dried blood and copper. It was the flavor of the elixir, the thick, viscous amber liquid that Elara had spent three decades distilling in the cellar beneath the crumbling stone of the apothecary. In the dream, the vial did not shatter; it remained whole, cold against her palm, yet it...

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