The Wistful Silence

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The rain had been falling for three days, a relentless, gray curtain that blurred the edges of the world outside the high windows of Ashworth Manor, turning the moors into a churning sea of mud and sorrow. Elara sat in the corner of the grand hall, her knees drawn to her chest, a figure so still and small she seemed less like a child and more like a shadow cast by the flickering hearth fire....

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