The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

Elias counted the drops. One. Two. Three. The tincture was thick, amber, and smelled of burnt sugar and old wood. He had spent three weeks distilling it, his hands raw from the cold water and the heat of the stove. He was forty years old, and his back ached in a way that no longer went away by morning. The train had taken him nine hours to reach the estate of his brother, Julian. The air...

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