The Distant Promise

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The jar sat on the mantelpiece, sealed with wax the color of dried blood. Inside, the elixir swirled, a thick, iridescent fluid that seemed to breathe in the dim light of the parlor. It was not wine. It was not medicine, not in the way the apothecaries of the town understood the term. It was life, distilled and trapped. Silas stood before it, his hands clasped behind his back. They were large...

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