The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

Elara sat in the high-backed chair of her study, the leather creaking softly under the weight of her stillness, and watched the dust motes dance in the single shaft of pale afternoon light that pierced the heavy velvet drapes. The room was a tomb of memories, filled with books she no longer read and portraits of ancestors whose eyes seemed to follow her with a judgment she had long stopped...

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