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The candle flickered. It was the only light in the chamber. Elara sat on the stone floor. Her hands were still. They rested on her knees. She wore the white robes. They were stained with dust. The dust was red. It looked like dried blood. She had been here for three days. The silence was heavy. It pressed against her ears. She thought of her husband. He was gone. He had walked into the fog. He...
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