The Faded Dust
The scale trembled under the weight of the glass vial, its needle jittering against the brass face like a trapped insect, and Elias Thorne adjusted the counterweight with a gloved finger that had long since lost the fine sensitivity required for such delicate alchemical work. He was measuring the Faded Dust, a mineral so rare it was said to be the calcified residue of forgotten sorrows, and he...
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