The Wistful Throne

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The fire took the east wing at dawn. It began with a spark in the hearth. A dry twig snapped. The flame licked the oak beams. Then it ran. The heat was a physical weight. It pressed against the glass of the attic window. Elara stood on the balcony. She watched the smoke rise. It twisted into the grey sky. A ribbon of ash. A ghost of the house. She did not run. She held her breath. The air...

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