The Faded Alibi
The rain in the High Valley did not fall so much as it hung, a perpetual, suspended mist that clung to the stone walls of the Citadel and turned the world into a gray, breathing entity. Elara Vance, a woman who had walked across the sea to escape the quiet, suffocating prejudice of her old life, stood before the High Tribunal, her hands bound not by rope but by the heavy, invisible weight of...
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