The Faded Quadrant

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The frost had claimed the orchard before the bell tolled midnight. Elara stood alone in the center of the frozen rows, her breath pluming in thin, white ribbons against the dark. She was a woman of few words and many doubts, a keeper of records in a town that preferred to forget its own history. The air tasted of iron and old leaves. It was a cold that did not merely sit on the skin but...

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