The Faded Portrait

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The crowd did not shout. They whispered, a low, grinding sound like stones in a mill. "Vane," the Elder said, his voice cutting through the damp air of the village square. "You have failed again." Elias held the vial tight. The glass was cold against his palm, a sharp, biting chill that traveled up his wrist. He looked at the crowd. They were not angry. They were afraid. That was worse. Anger...

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