The Distant Nightmare

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The rain had not ceased for three days, a persistent, grey curtain that turned the cobblestones of the lower ward into slick, dark mirrors reflecting the dim, amber glow of the tavern’s hearth, where the air hung thick with the scent of damp wool, stale ale, and the metallic tang of old blood that seemed to seep from the very stones of the ancient, stone-walled building. Elara sat in the...

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