The Wistful Incense

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The porcelain bowl sat on the windowsill, a small, white ghost of a vessel that had once held the heavy, sweet smoke of incense. It was not a valuable thing in terms of currency, nor was it particularly beautiful to the untrained eye, but to Elara Vane, it was the last physical tether to a life she had believed she was preserving. The city outside was a blur of gray rain and the muted, rhythmic...

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