The Faded Quadrant

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The departure was not marked by weeping, but by the precise, mechanical closing of the iron gate behind the carriage, a sound that severed the world into before and after. Elara stood in the courtyard of the Grand Solar, her hands resting on the velvet-encased holly branches that she had cultivated for seven years, watching the dust settle in the shafts of amber light that pierced the high,...

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