The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The glass orb sat on the shelf. It was cold to the touch, a sphere of blown silica that held no light within it. To the uninitiated, it was merely a trinket, a remnant of a forgotten age. To Elara, it was a cage. And she was the prisoner. The air in the Hall of Records tasted of dust and ozone. It was a sharp, metallic flavor that coated the tongue, a constant reminder of the energy that hummed...

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