The Wistful Witness

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The kitchen of the castle was a place of steam and silence, where the air hung thick with the scent of boiled turnips and the damp, mineral breath of the cellar. Elara stood before the great iron cauldron, her hands submerged in the brine, her fingers white and knotted against the heat. She was not a woman, or at least, she was not entirely a woman, for beneath her skin lived a hunger that no...

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