The Distant Affair
"The debt is settled, Master Aldous." The voice came from the shadows of the workshop, low and trembling, like the wind whistling through a cracked windowpane. It was the voice of my wife, Elara, though she stood three feet away, her back to me, her hands stained with the black soot of the kiln. I did not turn. I could not turn. To turn would be to acknowledge the shift in the air, the sudden,...
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