The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The ink had dried on the parchment, but the stain had not. It sat in the center of the page like a dark, bruised eye, unblinking and patient. Elara watched it from across the stone table, her fingers tracing the rim of her chipped ceramic cup. The water inside was cold. It had been cold for an hour, ever since the steward had entered with the morning’s news and the sound of his boots on the...

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