The Wistful Voyage

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The soup was still warm when Elias woke, the steam rising in a ghostly column that smelled of thyme and the iron tang of old blood, a scent that seemed to permeate the very air of the room, a room that was not his own but a vast, circular chamber constructed of pale, veined marble that pulsed with a faint, rhythmic luminescence like the breathing of a sleeping god. He sat up, the movements of...

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