The Distant Whispers

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The carriage wheels ground against the cobblestones of the Palace Square, a grinding sound that seemed to scrape away the last of the morning light, leaving behind only a bruised grey sky and the cold, indifferent spires of the Old Keep. Elara Vane stood at the rear of the carriage, her hand resting on the iron ring of the door, her fingers white-knuckled against the metal. She was not looking...

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