The Faded Apartment
The ink bled through the parchment, a jagged starburst of violet dye that swallowed the name of the accused whole. Elara did not blink. In the High Court of Veridia, blinking was a sign of weakness, a flicker of the human soul that the Magistrates despised. She kept her eyes fixed on the wet stain, watching the pigment spread into the fibers of the paper, a map of some internal hemorrhage. The...
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