The Faded Ruin
The hands of Elara Vance had always been the most honest part of her, a pair of pale, slender instruments that seemed to belong to a ghost rather than a living woman, and it was these hands that the town of Oakhaven, nestled in the grey soot of the industrial valley, had decided to punish. For three years, since the closure of the textile mill and the subsequent hollowing out of the community’s...
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