The Distant Machine

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The candle burns low, and the wax pools like blood on the saucer. I have counted the drops. Twelve drops of the Gray Tincture remain in the glass vial. Twelve drops of iron and ash, twelve drops of the debt that keeps Elara breathing, and twelve drops that will cost me my freedom. I am Elias, and I am the master brewer at Blackwood Manor, but tonight I am merely a man holding a poison that is...

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