The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The static in the Whispering Wing did not sound like wind, nor like the settling of old timber, but like a thousand radio dials being tuned simultaneously across a frequency that had no name. It was a cold, granular pressure that Elara Vane felt against her molars before she heard it, a sensation that had grown so familiar over her three months at Halloway Palace that she no longer flinched,...

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