The Faded Frontier

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The dream began not with light, but with the heavy, suffocating scent of wet earth and rotting lilies, a perfume that clung to the back of Elara’s throat as she stood in the corridor of the Millhaven General Hospital, a place where the air tasted of iron and stale tea, and the walls were lined with peeling wallpaper that looked like the skin of an old man in the final stages of a long, wasting...

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