The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The dream began with the scent of wet iron. Elara woke before dawn. The air in the chamber was still and cold. She knew the stone walls. She knew the weight of the crown that rested on her pillow. It was not a crown of gold. It was a seal. A wax impression pressed into her mind. The King’s mark. She rose. The floorboards creaked. They were old wood. Oak. They had held the weight of emperors...

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