The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The wind did not howl; it whispered, a dry rasp against the stone of the High Spire. It was a sound that had lived in the walls of Alder’s Reach for three centuries, a constant, low-frequency thrum that the townsfolk called the Breath of the Stone. Elara Vane stood at the center of the circular chamber, her hands resting lightly on the cold limestone floor. She was not looking at the sky, nor...

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