The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

You hold the vial. It is small, glass, filled with a grey powder that seems to move against the light, swirling like silt in a stagnant pond. The smell hits you before the sight does: a sharp, metallic tang, like old blood and burnt paper, clogging the back of your throat. You are Elara Vance, thirty-two years old, a junior archivist in the city of Vane, and you have until the morning bell...

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