The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The rain did not fall. It hung. Elara stood on the porch, watching the mist thicken against the glass. The house was old. The beams groaned in the dark. Inside, the air smelled of damp wool and rotting wood. She held the jar. It was heavy. Cold. The glass was slick with condensation. Inside, the broth swirled. Dark. Thick. Alive. She had come here to find the cure. She had come here to save...

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