The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The bell tolled. It was a heavy, bronze sound that seemed to shake the dust from the high rafters of the Abbey Hall. Elara stood at the foot of the long table, her hands trembling slightly. She held a letter. The paper was thin, translucent. It had been folded and refolded so many times the creases had turned white and brittle. She did not open it. She did not need to. She knew what it said....

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