The Wistful Incense

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The first sign was the silence. Not the quiet of an empty room, but the heavy, suffocating absence of sound that followed Lord Vane’s decree. I am Elias Thorne, apothecary to the Crown, and I had spent twenty years grinding herbs and mixing tinctures to keep the King’s cough at bay. Now, as I sat in the capital’s shadow, I watched my wife, Mara, fade. The Withering had taken her. It is a...

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