The Distant Promise

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The rain has been falling for three days, a relentless, grey curtain that blurs the edges of the village and turns the cobblestones into slick, black mirrors. You stand in the center of the apothecary, the smell of dried lavender and rotting wood thick in your throat, and you feel the weight of the ledger in your hands as if it were a stone. It is not the paper that is heavy, nor the ink, but...

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