The Distant Journey

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The jar sat on the high shelf in the back of the apothecary, a glass eye staring down at the dust that settled on the floorboards, and inside it, suspended in a thick, amber syrup that smelled of burnt sugar and rot, lay the heart of a bird that had never been born, a thing that was supposed to be a cure for the cough that was eating the town alive from the inside out. Elias knew what it was...

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