The Faded Paradox
The bell had not rung in forty years, yet its silence was so heavy it pressed against the walls of the chapel like a physical weight. Mara stood in the center of the nave, her fingers wrapped around the cold iron rope. She was not human, or at least, she had not been human for a long time. To the few villagers who still dared to venture into the valley, she was the Keeper, the strange woman in...
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