The Distant Nightmare

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In the high, cold silence of the palace kitchens, where the air tasted of rendered fat and old stone, Elara stood alone before the great copper cauldron, her hands submerged in a broth that had been simmering for three days. The steam rose in thick, gray columns, curling around her face like the ghosts of the servants who had died in the cellar, their faces pale and bloated in the memory of...

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