The Distant Promise

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The velvet had once been the color of dried blood, a deep, arterial crimson that seemed to pulse against the dimness of the tower room, but now it was merely dark, frayed at the hems, and stiff with the dust of centuries. Lady Elara stood before the full-length mirror, her hands resting on the cold iron of the banister, staring not at her own reflection, but at the garment draped over the chair...

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