The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

The dream began, as it always did for Elara, in the suffocating humidity of the alchemical furnace, where the air was thick with the scent of burning sulfur and the metallic tang of blood. She stood before the great vat, the glass walls fogged with condensation that ran down in weeping rivulets, and inside, suspended in a viscous, amber-colored solution, floated a single, perfect white lily....

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